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Jealous Much? – Chapter 4

It was done, I was convicted and by the love of my life at that. I watched Maria Rodden walk

Kelechi barely slept a wink. His eyes were rooted to the ceiling as he laid on the thin mattress. Zara

She nodded, her eyes not leaving his. “This... this wasn’t the interview. This was just me wanting to know you.”

I started to pull the knife out as slowly as I had pushed it in; there was no screaming or

She smiled. There was something honest about him, unguarded in a way that felt rare.

The suya spot wasn’t what he expected. Dim yellow bulbs swung lazily from crooked iron rods. A dusty plastic table

RUDE AWAKENING The room was dark and the air felt dense and still, it all felt too familiar.

The café was louder than usual, the continued clicking of keyboards, the soft music looping under jumbled conversations, and the

It was a toothbrush with a sharpened handle. Without warning he thrust it forward at my abdomen but I was

She stood with the stillness of someone observing, not participating. But her eyes were ripe with a curiosity that was