Rebecca’s storySomething was happening with my legs. I knew instantly that something was wrong. As soon as I woke up the day before the gala, where Dominic was dreaming of me walking in on his arm, I couldn’t feel my legs again. Then I realized that even my eyes hurt from the bright morning sunlight coming through the window. It was so intense I had to close my eyes. Maybe even try walking up to the window and closing the curtain.How hard could that be? Dominic was not here to help, but I believed I could handle it.I pulled the blanket aside and revealed my legs. They seemed numb now, but I needed them to move. I was still wondering how they listened to me yesterday as I prepared for Dominic’s surprise. Maybe I was pushing myself too hard and today was difficult to leave my bed. I was a little scared, but I helped myself with my hands and lowered my legs one by one, lifting myself up. Now came the hard part, the walking. I rested my hands on the edge of the mattress and pushed so

Rebecca’s storyAs much as I wished I hadn’t heard that, there was nowhere to hide. And I didn’t expect Logan Elliot, my subordinate, to be here. Was there another undercover assignment I didn’t know about? And Dominic seemed to know him, too. It wasn’t like Logan was an actor. And the way he made his appearance made me even more confused. I almost couldn’t believe my ears. I expected the agency to investigate Tom’s death, but I didn’t expect Dominic to be so involved. How was that possible if he came to my rescue? He had time to tell me almost everything that was needed. Tom was an outlaw and now I found out something connected Dominic to him, too. Somehow, I had to continue the conversation with Logan at another time. I needed to know more. But a lie was a lie, and it was there. And the worst part was that Dominic admitted to me that Tom had died even though I didn’t remember, but he didn’t confess to knowing him somehow. “Is everything okay, Dominic?” Logan was testing his temper

Dominic’s story“Hey, man, you got some free time?” I turned to Declan, probably the only one close to me who could advise me at this point. Especially since he’d discovered things about Tom, too. Declan knew about my alter ego and also knew about my other life. So, a chat with him was most welcome. I also considered that he deserved to know my entire history. All about Tom and what he had to do with my family. He didn’t deserve to be kept in the dark, especially since he was my friend. I could have talked to Nick, but he was out of the country. “For you, always,” he returned my answer, but a little more worriedly. Maybe the tone of my voice had changed too, and that was definitely after my last conversation with Rebecca. “If you’re on shift, I’ll leave you to it, and talk to you later.” “No, it’s not a problem. Actually, I just finished my shift so we can talk. Do you want me to come over?” “I hope you’re not just saying that...” He would often do it just to be there for me. “

Rebecca’s storyToday I decided it was time to resume one of my old habits. Especially since I hadn’t done it in a long time and my muscles were fading, not to mention my physical condition. Around my house was a small, dense forest where I used to run in the early hours of the morning before the attack. That’s exactly what I was preparing to do now. I suited up, put my headphones in my ears and confidently set off slowly into the woods. From the very first running steps, my legs felt it. It was to be expected. Don’t despair, Rebecca, things will get better, I kept telling myself with each step. But as I went further into the woods, my body, which was no longer in shape, failed me. I found a bench and rested for a few minutes. I struggled to believe that I couldn’t run at least one mile. No, I couldn’t give up that easily. I gathered all my remaining strength and set off again. Only this time, everything around me went dark. I was struggling to stay on my feet, but it was no use. Th

Dominic’s storyI was about to make the biggest mistake of my life. But I couldn’t control myself. I knew Rebecca was there, soaking in the hot water, as droplets trickled down her luscious body. The body I dreamed about day and night. It had brought me to the brink of madness. There was nothing clean left in my thoughts, and I cursed myself for letting things get this far. I intended to call Declan, but I couldn’t seem to dial the number. The demons inside me had a life of their own. They couldn’t be contained. They had to be fed.I ran my hands through my now sweaty hair, chasing away all the guilty and sinful thinking I had about her. She was so pure that I wouldn’t allow my mind to wander in that direction. Despite all our short history, I was one hundred percent sure she wanted me as much as I wanted her. Therefore, my rational side said I should do this in an easy and humane way. But what should I do with the beast waiting to surface, stalking like a predator? She was a fragile