Fatal Affair, Fated Love

fee. She was dressed in my favorite sundress, the yellow one that mad

ith a smile. "I was just about to bring you coffe

ug. I ignored it and wal

. "Liam? Are you m

ords. Saying them out loud wo

t her hands on my shou

llar of her yellow dress. It looked like lipstick. Not h

lly said, my voice hoarse.

t work? We have so much to do for the wedding. My mothe

lm, so natural. She really belie

terday?" I asked, my voice fla

e saw me in it. She said I look like a princess. The tailor j

san texted me yesterday afternoon, asking if I knew where you were

in her eyes. It was there for only a second

and rescheduled for this morning. I must have forgott

"You' re not really mad about that, are you? Poor Liam. You' re so stressed. After the w

rds were like poison. I felt nothing but

the site," I said

hart?" she called after me, h

n' t

s from a supplier across town. The silence in the car was heavy. I k

picked it up, and her

whisper. A genuine, happy smile spread across her face. It

. It had t

nce was a huge inconvenience. "I can' t talk long. Yeah, tonight. I' ll try. I

ly. "I miss you

ard every word. She had forgotten the phone was connected to the car' s Bluetooth.

y chest turned in

?" I asked, my knuckles w

, startled

Susan? The one you' re ha

are you talking about? Th

id, my voice dangerously lo

. "Why are you being like this? You' re trying to

m ten thousand dollars last month because you cried and said he was in trouble. Was that f

no right to question me! You' re

tting the dashboard with her fists. "Y

" I said. "O

it. She

her face twisted in an ugly sna

t the corner of it caught me right above my eye. I felt a sha

eep control of the car. We were on the fr

ning. She was complet

hing!" she screamed again, an

d the stee

it hard t

eching in protest. I fought to regain con

outed, terror ov

No

ain, with all

ds. The shriek of rubber on asphalt. The sickening crunch of meta

Bang

arrier again and again befo

le

y eyes, sharp and blinding. I tasted blood in my mouth. My left le

of pain, I look

untouched. She wasn' t looking at me. She was looking at her ref

r, and got out. She didn' t even glance back a

er phone. I thought

her voice, panick

just... he lost control. I need you to come get me. No, don' t call a

ed walking away down the shoulder of the freeway, leaving me there to die. The last thing I