“Thank you, Ms. Janice. I don’t know what I’d do without you. Please… take care. Get some rest, okay?”
The door clicked shut behind them, leaving a heavy silence that pressed down on her.
Alone with the echo of Beckett’s words—sharp, poisonous, clawing at her from the dark.
“You were so easy. I told you it was goodbye—and you believed me. God, you even smiled! Hahaha… you sweet, tired little fool. All I had to do was turn on the AC. You didn’t even notice.”
I’m such a f*****g i***t. Every move I make just drags me down. I’m a mess. A goddamn burden.
His voice slithered back:
“You don’t have to pretend anymore, Maya. None of it matters now. I’ll erase every trace of his touch from your body. And you’ll crave only mine.”
And then the sickest memory:
“What did you two do during those
