Florence A sense of dread washed over me the moment I stepped foot into the living room. Okay, maybe not dread, but something else, something else I couldn't quite place my finger on. But there was one thing I was sure of, I would rather be anywhere else than here. A wide range of emotions rippled through my being as I allowed my eyes dart from one corner to the other, like I was searching for something or perhaps, my eyes were trying to get used to the place all over again. If I was being honest, I didn't want to be here. Anywhere near here actually, that was one of the reasons I was hesitant back at Doctor Eric's office. Before his arrival for my last and final checkup I'd prayed that I wasn't completely fine. Because if I was still sick I would have no other choice than to remain in the hospital. The amount of heartbreak I had when he confirmed I was totally fine couldn't be compared to anything else. I wanted to yell, scream my lungs out till one of them would burst o

Dominique. A mix of emotions rushed through my bones the moment I stepped out of my Mercedes. A tall building loomed ahead, but not tall enough to shield my eyes from the scorching rays of the sun, high up in the sky. With a hand in my pants pocket, I pulled out my shades and dumped it deftly on the bridge of my nose. It was next to unnecessary though, seeing that I would be stepping into the building very soon, more sooner than I would have liked actually. The building in front of me was a huge mansion that had somehow managed to stand the test of times. It had a close resemblance to a Victorian manor. In fact, it could almost be called that, except the very modern touches that were glaringly obvious. The choice of architecture wasn't surprising, because my grandparents built the house themselves and this house was their absolute pride and joy. They were so pleased with it, they named it The Manor Mansion. The Mansion had been standing for many years now, and while I loved com

Florence. A groan slid past my lips the moment I stepped my feet into my room. Jolts of pain seared around my joints and ankle as I wobbled towards my bed in the far corner. I never really liked it because it wasn't all that comfy, but right now, I would take that brick of a bed over anything. I sighed the moment I slumped onto the bed. Without wasting any more time, I kicked my feet in the air and flung my shoes from my legs. They'd been hurting throughout the journey back and if I had taken it off a moment later, I wouldn't be exaggerating if I said my toes would come off with it. Tiny tendrils of pain shot up my feet as I moved my toes, a feeble attempt to bring life back to them. I winced every now and then, but it was nothing compared to the hammering in my chest. It'd started the moment Dominique walked in on Blake and I at the gazebo. I had no idea why, but the moment he stepped in, my heart started this erratic beat only I could hear. I saw the anger in his eyes an