Moonlight pierced through the window, its cold brilliance illuminating the room. Madelyn, clad in her nightgown, descended the stairs into the living room. Rarely prone to wake during the night, she had awakened thirsty only to find her water pitcher empty. As she made her way downstairs, sleep still fogging her vision, she turned and gasped at the unexpected sight of a dark silhouette on the couch.

“Ahh!”

Her drowsiness evaporated instantaneously, as the figure rose from the couch, switching on the wall light. The sudden brightness made her squint, and it took a moment for her to make out the man before her.

“Bro, what are you doing here? You didn’t go home?”

The room was steeped in a faint aroma of alcohol, a scent unmistakably emanating from Zach.

And why isn’t he with Jadie? What’s he doing in the Jent

years of marriage, Zach’s intentions were as elusive

the wall, escape impossible. As he approached, his gaze swept over her. Though it was a casual, unassuming look, she could not help but notice the strange glint in his eyes. His breath hitched, revealing a hint of disarray. She knew Zach was not one for infidelity–not until Jadie was out of the picture. After Jadie’s death, Zach had drowned himself in

stretched out a hand, bracing it against the wall, blocking her path. A ripple of panic coursed

is there something else

through even the thickest armor, was daunting. His powerful aura, coupled with

“Madelyn, have I done something to upset you

lowered, afraid to meet his eyes. She

like you’ve been avoiding

proximity revealing the

her waist hollow revealed by the

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