One More Step Novels & Stories

Was Dad capable of this? Was she manipulating me? Was this a trap? Why now? Why tell me? But the biggest question... What if it’s true? The hallway suddenly felt too tight. Too small. Too dark. I took one shaky step back. Stephanie didn’t move. “Ethan,” she whispered. “You needed the truth. Now you have it.” My lips parted… but no words came out. My vision blurred for a moment as if the world around me was dissolving. Stephanie watched me carefully.

I pour myself a cup and lean against the counter, staring at the steam rising from it like it might carry answers if I look long enough. This is what getting over someone looks like, I tell myself. I try to tick of the mental checklist that I am doing it right. Awkward mornings, today is one. Distance, done. Normal conversations, when Dev gets back. No touching… Easy. Easier said that done because my chest feels tight and restless, like it is waiting for something to go wrong on purpose. I hear him before I see him. Devon’s footsteps on the stairs. Slower than usual.

“Are you alone? If you are, then follow these instructions carefully.” Another text came in. “I see your car. Now step out, don’t be scared. Look straight ahead. You’d see an oak tree. By the side, you’d see some red swings and slides. When you get there, make a left and you’ll find me by the fountain.”

My will crumbled as I experienced a mixture of shame and pleasure from his ministrations. "Please… Please stop…" I pleaded as a final resort, but he didn't look like he was going to stop any moment. Instead, he quickened and intensified his assault on me, sending me deeper into a state of ecstasy. I thought that I was doomed for sure. However, right at that moment, there was another knock on the door, and I could hear Damon's mother, Jennifer Reyes, calling out to me kindly at the door. "Vicky! I brought over some of your favorite cottage pie. But why is Renee crying so hard? Come out and check on her, will you?"

My phone keeps ringing, and I keep ignoring it. After a while, I see her mutter something and stand still for a few seconds before turning around and exiting the compound. I'm sorry Esther, I had to waste your time today. But on the bright side, you passed the test. We'd see next time. Just not today.

she explained and I swallowed hard at the mention of his name again and although I told myself I didn't wanna think of this morning anymore, I couldn't stop my travelling thoughts from going wherever it is they wanted and they swinged back and forth from this morning, to the night he told me of his mother's return and over to that morning at the office he said something about my coat that led to our step father conversation. This means, My Father is the Step Dad Adrian spoke of?? Adrian is my Step Brother???

Black long sleeves crop top with White shorts exposing her tights felt my blood pressure dropping below average. After succeeding with the first box she picked up the second " One more to go " She cried out. " Do you need help with that? " I asked, more like forced myself to help as I didn't even give her time to be startled, I took the box and placed it next to the first one. She took the lollipop from her mouth and looked at me stunned " You came!!" Her expression showed that she didn't expect me to be here. Maybe I shouldn't have come in the first place. My face was washed with disappointment.

Millie POV My spirit lifted, carried by an invisible force, drifting toward Greyson. He stood at the edge of the ceremonial ground, a ring box clenched tightly in his hand. He checked his watch again and again. Each look sharpened the tension in his expression. He sent another voice message to me. "Millie, you're not sulking over last night again, are you?" "You wanted a marking ceremony, and I made it happen. So when are you coming here?"

The one against in the record. The lamp burning. The garden tended. The work continuing. One step. Then another. In the direction worth walking. Still. Rising. Always.

ᴵ ᵇʳᵉᵃᵗʰᵉ ⁱⁿ ᵐʸ ˡᵃˢᵗ ᵇʳⁱᵈᵍᵉ, ˢᵒ ʳᵉᶠʳᵉˢʰⁱⁿᵍ ᵀʰᵉ ᵇʳᵉᵉᶻᵉ ᵇˡᵒʷˢ ᵐʸ ᵉᵇᵒⁿʸ ʰᵃⁱʳ ᵃⁿᵈ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵒⁿᵉ ˡᵃˢᵗ ˢᵗᵉᵖ, ˡ'ˡˡ...