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Pulled

Pulled


Description : Pulled
I GLANCED AT THE CLOCK.

Shit—nearly six o’clock. I needed to hurry. I’d lost track of time, and Nicholas would be home soon. I wiped the tears from my face before carefully gathering the pictures from the bedroom floor. My chest weighed heavy as I collected each one, cherishing the memories a moment longer as I tucked them away in the envelope. The memories were all I had, and I clung to them as if they were my last breath, knowing that once they faded, there would truly be no reason to go on. I hid the envelope at the bottom of the large jewelry box in the back of the closet, mindful to spread the necklaces out over the hiddenpartment.

Nicholas had never found them, but I was certain he would destroy them if he ever did.

Breathing deeply, I ran my hands through my hair and dragged myself from the past I had immersed myself in for the last two hours, forcing myself downstairs.

My footsteps echoed against the marble floor, each an accent of emptiness. I entered the kitchen, the one sanctuary I had. Every room of this house was gaudy and overdone, designed by the pompous for the pompous except for this haven. It was no less extravagant but held a warmth missing from all of the others.

As I worked, my thoughts inevitably wandered back to those beloved pictures hidden away in the back of my closet, but even they weren’t enough to ward off the anxiety steadily building within me as the passing minutes warned of Nicholas’s arrival. At six-thirty one, I heard the garage door open. Bile rose in my throat.

“Melanie?” Nicholas called from the entryway.

“In the kitchen,” I called weakly. Maybe he would go upstairs and spare me a few more minutes, but of course, I never had that kind of luck. I heard his footsteps approaching and prepared myself.

“Dinner...
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