Betrayal At The Altar

Rachel bit her lip and looked at him pitifully. “I really can’t hold on much longer…”

David looked down at her.

Her clear round eyes were covered with a layer of wet mist, looking very innocent. The corners of her slightly upturned eyes curved up sensuously.

David’s eyes darkened as a terrifying thought flashed across his mind. He leaned over and kissed her on the lips. “Then let’s go somewhere else.”

Rachel was baffled.

Before she could react, the world spun around her as her face slammed hard against the pillow.

The lovers entwined in each other’s embrace, lost in a world of their own.

Exhausted after David’s relentless torment, Rachel allowed him to carry her into the bathroom.

The next morning, Rachel received a call from Tom. “Rae–Rae, your mother’s ashes have been found.

Rachel made a brief sound to express acknowledgment before asking, “When are we going to put them to rest?”

hear your opinion,” Tom said. “Do you want to leave them in the same

from the cemetery, it only meant that it was not a

guarantee that the same thing would not happen if

felt it was best to place them in another

filled with a hint of contemplation. “Let’s

“Okay”

brought some soup to Rachel.

picked up the spoon. Her sore wrist

wrist is injured,” Mrs. Brown exclaimed in a

she noticed how anxious Mrs. Brown looked,

laughed dryly. “It’s nothing.

of the study, suddenly said, “It’s nothing. She’ll be all

small injuries, there may be repercussions when you are older. I have ointment that I brought back from my hometown in my room. It’s the

don’t bother. I’m really fine,”

meant when words got stuck

let out a guffaw.

him. She picked up a napkin and threw it at David’s face. “How dare