The Substitute Wife's Silent Scream

e a prison than ever, I waited. Every da

ecorated, filled with flowers and laughing guests. It was a celebration

small duffel bag. Inside was cash from the jewelry Fletcher had given me,

contents one last time w

k into its hiding place and threw myself onto the be

ent. "Get up," he said, his voi

dn't

e." He grabbed my arm and pulled me up. "You will go downstairs

about trying to run. There is nowhere on thi

in my mind. If you hate me so much, why won't yo

fts. My father watched her with a proud, loving smile that he never had for me. Fletcher's top executiv

room. "That must have cost a fortune!" "He cl

e of this would matter soon. I scanned the room, looking for

music was cut short by

sho

rambled for cover. Masked men stormed

a gun to her head. "Fletcher Dillon!

orward, his body t

to give me something in return." His eyes scanned the room and land

urned to s

t hesitate. No

is voice cold and

low. He had said it. In front of everyone

een broken beyond repair, shatt

d shoved me forward, toward the gunmen. "Here,

and painful. This was it. The escape I'd planned, twisted into a nightmare.

time. Fletcher was already comforting Aislinn, holdin

g with Evan's people kicked in. The gunman's grip loosene

now o

nstep and broke free, sprint

!" someo

out. And t

ew more steps before I collapsed onto the wet grass. Blood poured from the wound, hot a