Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 1212

He marched up to the house, evidence in hand and confidence rolling off him in waves. Today, Zane was sure he could finally redeem himself in Elysia's eyes. Maybe he'd even get to bring Winona home like he'd promised.

But then Sarah showed up out of nowhere-and smashed every hope to pieces.

Now things were officially spiraling.

After dropping Ridley off at the office (and suffering through yet another one of his drawn-out lectures), Zane didn't waste a second. He drove straight to the psychiatric facility.

He needed answers. Who let Sarah out? And, more importantly, who gave her those photos?

But the doctors and nurses there had no idea where Sarah got the pictures. The security footage showed nothing unusual either.

Hours slipped by. Zane ran in circles, getting nowhere.

Next, he headed to the hospital to confront Sarah herself-maybe warn her, make sure she stopped spreading her insane stories.

Sarah might be crazy, but that didn't mean her threats weren't real. Today, Elysia and the Newsom family already seemed to have him in their crosshairs.

But at the hospital, the police stopped him cold. No matter what he said, they refused to let him see Sarah.

By the time Zane finally dragged himself home, it was pitch dark outside. He was exhausted, pissed off, and empty-handed.

inside-still in his shoes-a strange smell hit him

followed the scent into the living

he saw made his blood

someone had just finished burning paper-like some weird old ritual or a makeshift memorial, the kind you'd expect to see at a wake, not in his

sound of crying drifted through the house.

jackhammer. Goosebumps prickled down his arms. He

crying stopped at once.

on every light in the house and hurried to his office to check the security cameras. He scrolled through the footage, frame by

out since he left. And on the feed, the

he losing

could've sworn he

the living

How was that possible?

a long moment, then called the smart

last night.

been running on nerves and adrenaline. Maybe he was just stressed out-seeing

kitchen for a bottle of water. But as soon as he twisted off the cap, the doorbell rang

froze. "Hello?

like

clenched, Zane stomped toward the front door.