The next second, Zoey burst into a coughing fit, spattering blood onto his crisp white shirt.

His face turned dark as thunder, and with one swift motion, he shoved her aside.

Zoey stumbled, clutching at her stomach as waves of searing pain threatened to overwhelm her. Her fingers clung desperately to

the bed-sheets beneath her, as if she was holding on to consciousness itself.

Fitch eyed the crimson stain spreading on his shirt.

A knock cfrom the door at that moment.

“Mr. Haskins, Miss Mia has been crying non-stop.”

He inhaled deeply and peeled off the bloodied shirt; as he was about to pick a clean one from the wardrobe, he heard her plea,

“Just get it over with, will you?”

What did she expect? To be force-fed chili until she got stomach cancer?

If he really wanted her dead, a packet of rat poison would do the job.

“You want it over with?”

Slipping into a fresh shirt, he adjusted the cool metal of his watch around his wrist.

It was nine in the evening.

“Go outside and kneel. Once Mia calms down, I'll let you back in.”

on the sheets as she

to her, Fitch moved towards the door,

she called

steps halted; with a frown creasing his

his pace, stepping out and closing

door shut; her eyelashes cast long shadows as she curled up on the bed, with pain engulfing

Fitch found Mia on the couch, who did not throw a tantrum but instead reached for

own throat.

tried to intervene, but she swung wildly through the

“Don’t touch me!”

of the stairs, and said with

with

marry her, make her my sister-in-law? Does she deserve it?

marry the man she loves

knife from

looked up, her eyes

die. If you marry her, I'll kill

the table beside them, “So what do you want her

her head in her hands, “I want her to die. I want

have no idea what I've been through these past few

I've lost

will laugh at me.”

hands on her

get out. For now, only mom knows

laugh bitterly, grinding her teeth, “Is

taken away, “I'll send

should I

stood up, her cheeks flushed with rage, “I've changed my mind.

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