Chapter 37 Chapter 37: Since the moment I regained consciousness, hours rolled into days, and days rolled into weeks. Two weeks to be precise. Two solid weeks of lying in bed, watching TV, and having Sandra feed me breakfast—sometimes lunch and dinner too. During the times she wheeled me around
Chapter 36 Chapter 36: When I open my eyes, it is to the harsh intensity of a white bulb blazing down on me. No. I want to see my mother. I want to go back. To be with her. To be wrapped in the warmth of her embrace. To feel
Chapter 35 Chapter 35: I blink my eyes open, feeling the release and comfort of the air around me as it envelops me in a calm, tranquil tenderness. The air carries a soothing peace, cradling me, rocking me like a child in a mother’s arms. “Melissa p> The voice is
Chapter 34 Chapter 34: When my mum was alive, she always told me that life is too short not to live it with the people I love. She was fierce in showing how much she loved me. So fierce that on the day she died, I nearly lost my mind
Chapter 33 Chapter 33: Fear. Helplessness. Agony. These three words are the only ones I can use to describe the horror etched across Isla’s face. My heart tears apart at the sight of Kai’s hand gripping her bloodied face, the pain he has inflicted on her body filling my mind
Chapter 32 Chapter 32: I tilt my head to the side—and then I see it. The charred shards of a broken bottle, a few inches from my hand. Holy mother of God, could this be mercy? I start to shift toward the sharp pieces, but I freeze the instant Dominic’s
Chapter 31 Chapter 31: I feel like I’m trapped in a strange, dark unconscious dream. A nightmare tangled with devious cobwebs, filthy walls, and an arid stench that twists my stomach into painful knots. My eyes feel both open and shut at the same time. A grizzling sensation of something
Chapter 30 Chapter 30: A fucking bloody white note, folded neatly and placed beside the plate of peppered buffalo wings on the table. I snatch it up and unfold it. Three vicious sentences glare back at me. “Delaware Properties. Warehouse S. Do not involve the police if you want her
Chapter 29 Chapter 29: My fists slam against Isla’s door again and again as I yell out her name. “Asher,” Victor calls, stopping my hands mid-air before I pound them again. “I don’t think she’s home p> I exhale sharply, dragging my palms down my face. Maybe she headed to
Chapter 28 Chapter 28: I knock a couple of times on Dominic’s door, my pulse hammered with the unanswered question of why he suddenly called me over. Oh God. Maybe he wants his answer today. How the hell do I tell him I can’t marry him? What do I say
Chapter 27 Chapter 27: Victor bites down on his lower lip to stifle a laugh at my remark. I sigh and shake my head. He has every right to gloat about how attractive he is—because the truth is, with that dirty golden hair and his almost angelic face set perfectly
Chapter 26 Chapter 26: THIRTEEN DAYS LATER… The cool breeze of the air conditioner, silently freezing the temperature of my office, does nothing to calm the burning tension running through my body. It’s been thirteen days of having my brain and body consumed with work, fighting not to lose my
Chapter 25 Chapter 25: I withdraw back into my room and shut the door. The half-filled bottle of water I brought up from the kitchen still sits on the center table. I walk over, grab it, and take a quick drink. My maddening heartbeat finally begins to calm. Just go
Chapter 24 Chapter 24: When I enter the kitchen, I stumble back at the intense sight of Sandra and Ethan gripping, pulling, and kissing each other’s brains out. “Oh my God, guys!” I groan, my loud voice startling them out of their make-out trance. “Can’t you both do stuff like
Chapter 23 Chapter 23: I feel something warm caressing my cheeks, and when I flutter my eyes open, it’s the rays of the morning sun shining into the room and across my face. I groan and roll over to my left side, only to find Dominic’s space on the bed
Chapter 22 Chapter 22: I let out a low sigh of relief when Isla’s eyes finally leave my face and drop to the drink in her hands. “You know, the girl you’re going to love is going to be one lucky girl, Asher. And you’re even a damn good kisser
Chapter 21 Chapter 21: After a few minutes of trying to pacify the raging thoughts in my head, I muster the strength to leave the kitchen, my footsteps the only sound echoing softly through the empty corridor. Just as I step into the living room, I stumble upon Isla grabbing
Chapter 20 Chapter 20: I stare long and hard at the ceiling, my ears catching the tick-tock of the wall clock. I have a feeling tonight is going to be a long night. A long night. The consequence of my choice to hold back my feelings through this entire hangout
Chapter 19 Chapter 19: I feel like I’m sinking into this sofa, my heart tearing into shreds as I watch Isla and Dominic whispering and giggling together, their fingers entwined so tightly it makes me sick looking at them. Dominic’s free hand rests on one of Isla’s exposed thighs, his
Chapter 18 Chapter 18: I snatch the dangling key from Sandra, my insides burning with embarrassment. “Thanks, Sandra. There was no need for the loud added information, though p> I sigh and shake my head. This girl can be utterly ridiculous sometimes. Turning toward the doorway, I spot Dominic holding