The Substitute Wife's Silent Scream

our lesson," Fletcher said,

respond. I just stared

"Get out of my sight. Walk

, Aislinn clinging to his

in the dirt, miles

to the bone in seconds. I stumbled along the private road, each step an ago

id open. Before I could scream, strong arms grabbed me from beh

beneath me, and the smell of salt and

s from me. Her expensive dress was torn,

ood before us, his face a mask of cold fury. T

ed Aislinn, and your trash wife. Now you have to choose.

er. I already knew. I had live

is voice clear and unwavering thro

al blow. My face went pale. Hope was a stubborn weed, and

he cold barrel of his pistol to

it was all part of Evan's plan. A plan I

d, toppling the chair. The shot went wide. I scrambled free from the ropes Evan' s operative

st my ear, striking

saw was Fletcher's face on the phone screen. His

y name? Or hers?

ing my breath. It filled my nose,

grey walls of the orphanage. The constant hu

e. No one woul

he darkness take me. I let

ly. F