Richie seized this peaceful opportunity to ponder over everything that had been happening in the past month. He decided to turn every table, leaving no one out. He thought about Ashley and how she was a probable suspect in Elaine's disappearance case but then he knew that Elaine hadn’t snitched on the girl. Ashley was big on loyalty… and since Elaine had done her own side of whatever deal they had on, then she would be off Elaine's back. He also thought of Jude but the young man was dead, thus leaving him with his mother and jane. Those two were the only people he could bring himself to suspect but then he still couldn’t wrap his head around how or why they would try to get Elaine out of the way. his Elaine… He thought about the part where she told him about being pregnant and it made him sick because now he wasn’t sure if she had made it up or if the autopsy results had been a lie. He could remember how he has always been sceptical about having kids, h
“Stay back!” Jane growled fiercely but Elaine couldn’t exactly say if she was yelling at her or at Richie. Her body shook with fear as she stared at the black metallic object clasped in Jane’s hands but she didn’t show her fear; She couldn’t bring herself to because she knew that that was exactly what people like Jane thrived on. She couldn’t give her that satisfaction. Before she came here, she had braced herself for the absolute worst; had expected Jane or Mary to pull a stunt like this from the very beginning that now it no longer surprised her. All she wanted right now was to get out of this situation unscathed. She didn’t care how she intended to do that but knew that that was her only aim. Ashley had told her that a thing like this would happen; had warned her and thankfully she had listened. At first, she didn’t want to be scared but when she looked into Jane’s eyes, and saw the crazed maniacal look in them, her fear only intensified. This witch
Days later… (New York city) “Please be quick about it..” Elaine said to the hotel receptionist and quickly dropped the phone almost as soon as Richie waltzed out of the bathroom looking as though he was running an ad for a modelling agency. He looked so handsome in his bathrobe and had droplets of water on his hair and face which only made him look more breathtaking to Elaine; and she couldn’t help but thank her stars for allowing her to get to meet someone as perfect as him. He was the perfect depiction of her childhood dream man; and sometimes she feared that he was just too good for her. Their eyes locked and held; and for a moment they were so enthralled by each other that nothing else mattered anymore. Not even the fact that they were clad in nothing but their birthday suit. Richie winked at her, making her blush fiercely. After a long while of comfortable silence, Elaine let out a long sigh and screamed excitedly; “I still can’t believe that I
In the city of Greece, a lovely mansion with a beautiful garden.The first rays of sunlight streamed through the curtains, gently illuminating the room where Elaine lay in bed, her weary eyes staring at the empty space beside her. It had become a familiar sight—a husband who was physically present but emotionally absent. Richard, the love of her life and her husband had become a mere stranger in their marriage.As Elaine mustered the strength to sit up, she glanced at Richard, hoping for a spark of recognition or a word of comfort. But his eyes remained fixed on the newspaper in front of him, his silence was a constant reminder of their growing apart marriage. She stared at her husband still waiting for his recognition but it seemed as if he was never going to acknowledge her presence or the fact that she had woken up.With a heavy sigh, Elaine mustered the courage to break the silence. "Richard" she spoke softly, her voice laced with a mix of hope and desperation. "I need to go to
Elaine sat in front of the mirror watching her teary blue eyes, her long black hair shining effortlessly from the sunlight, her beautiful face was turning into something hideous because she wanted to hide her tears.She held her ears and raised her head to push back the tears, maybe not seeing her face would probably not remind her of how miserable she was so she sat nervously on the edge of the sofa, her palms moist with perspiration. Ever since she got the news, she has been experiencing fatigue, accompanied by unexplained bouts of dizziness and sharp pains in her abdomen but that would be due to her starvation in the process. The worry gnawed at her insides, making it difficult to focus on anything else. She knew she couldn't keep it to herself any longer; she needed to share her concerns with her husband, Richard.Richard, a hardworking man with a demanding career, had been engrossed in his work lately. The mounting pressure and constant deadlines had consumed most of his time an
Cassandra, a beautiful woman with long brown hair and black eyes wearing a red dress stood in the front of the Olive mansion.Her heart fluttering with anticipation to see her dear friend as she knocked on the door. It had been months since they last met, and the weight of their separation had only grown heavier with time. Elaine had always been a pillar of strength and unwavering optimism, but Cassandra couldn't shake off a nagging feeling that something was amiss.Moments later, the door swung open, revealing Elaine's tired but still radiant face. A flicker of surprise crossed her features before giving way to an exuberant smile. "Cassandra! I've missed you so much," she exclaimed, pulling her friend into a warm embrace.The familiar scent of Elaine's lavender perfume enveloped Cassandra, instantly transporting her back to cherished memories of their laughter-filled adventures. She held onto Elaine tightly, savoring the warmth of their reunion.As they stepped back, Cassandra couldn
Mary paced back and forth in the living room, her mind heavy with worry. Her son Richard sat on the couch, his face etched with a mixture of exhaustion and sadness. The atmosphere in the room was tense, the weight of an impending decision hanging in the air."Richard, I've been thinking about this for a while now," Mary finally spoke up, her voice laced with concern. "I think it might be best if you consider divorcing Elaine."Richard's eyes widened in disbelief. "What? Divorce? Mom, how can you say that? Elaine is my wife.”Mary sighed, taking a seat beside him. "I know, Richard. I understand that she is your wife but she has cancer. it's a serious matter. It's going to be a long and challenging road for both of you. Divorce might be the best option for her, for her sake." she said trying to twist her words into his mind.Richard's face twisted with a mix of anger and disbelief. "Are you seriously suggesting that I leave her when she needs me the most? I thought you, of all people
It was a typical Friday afternoon, Cassandra found herself engrossed in her work. The clinic was bustling with patients, their ailments varying from the common cold to chronic conditions that required long-term management. Cassandra moved from one examination room to another, offering her expertise and compassionate care.As the day wore on, Cassandra's last appointment arrived—a young man named Ethan, a regular patient who had sought treatment for a knee injury. Ethan was undeniably charming, with his warm smile and confident demeanor.Cassandra led Ethan into the examination room, where she prepared to evaluate his progress. As she inspected his knee, they engaged in light conversation, discussing his recovery and the exercises he had been performing diligently. The friendly banter between them created a comfortable atmosphere, setting the stage for what was to come.As Cassandra continued her examination, she noticed Ethan's gaze lingering on her a little longer than usual. A subtl