Month: September 2018

Week 92 – Dead of night, footsteps echoing in the narrows of the upstairs hallway, creeping lightly, ever closer

“Rach?” She didn’t want Drake looking at her like that. She didn’t want to think about him hurting too, he was the cause of all of this. Dinner? How could she say yes when he’d hurt her so badly? How

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Week 91 – This was hard

A month had passed since Drake had walked out of her hospital room. She hadn’t seen him since. Just as she’d asked he hadn’t contacted her in anyway, he had just disappeared. Again. In the last month her body had

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