l of antiseptic was the

in in my throat as the p

ith a triumphant smile. "Don't worry, Chloe," she cooed, her voice sickl

My h

His hands were on my shoulders, pinning me to the hospital bed where I had just

died from complicati

unfortunat

nd my grieving husband. They became the perfect family, built on the

t was a bitter

udden, vi

s cool against my skin, not sterile and cold like the hospital. Sunlight st

sn't

lemished, not pale and lifeless. My stom

in before my father died and his new wife, M

cled in red. It was a month before my fabricated scan

s re

, hard clarity. The rage and betrayal from my past life settled deep in m

steady. I walked to the door

heir voices. The two peopl

" It was my stepmother, Mrs. Davi

he drink. Once Chloe has it, we just need to get her to the hotel room. A few photogra

their name, even if the marriage is just a front. They'll be so grateful when you, my dear

. "He's so charming. I

this alliance. He'll play his part. Just make sure Chloe looks completely he

ressing against the wood. My breath c

monsters. They just laughed and called me hysterical, dragging me back to my room and locking the door. Their

knew

o a marriage of convenience as a surrogate for Emily, then kill me and ta

d a detail they d

dragged into the room, before the photographers

disarray. He didn't touch me. He took off his suit jacket, covered me with it, and place

o's been drugged. Room 1

off me, rearranged my clothes to look more salacious, and started snapping pictures. They

as a hotel employee, a kind str

ime, I wou

uldn't be a paw

he one setti