“Up next, visitor 42… please walk up to the counter!” The warden yelled, his voice echoing over the speaker.Mark sat there, his head bent and his head in handcuffs.There was a bruise forming on his left eye but that was just the smallest of damages done to his body over the past couple of weeks.His torso and down his legs bore signs of the struggles that he had had to experience in the prison.Due to the amount of evidence found at the crime scene when the police arrived, his family couldn't even bail him out as the judge rejected bail.It's tough coming to terms with the realization that he might spend the rest of a very long part of his life stuck in a four-walled building with other guys who wanted to kill him.However, when he thought about it, there is nothing that would change with spending time with Katerina or kidnapping her.All he wished was that he was smarter on how to hide proof, so he didn't come back to bite him in the ass.“Mr Mark Kincaid, you're up!” The warden sh
The longer we kissed, the more intense it grew and before she was tempted to do something crazy, like tear off Tyler's hospital gown, Katerina moved back breathing heavily.“Wow, that was something….” She gasped, licking her lips as if to conserve the taste of his lips.Tyler shifted back from her, his eyes moving around the room trying to land on anywhere but her.The atmosphere changed from charged up and electric to awkward and tense. Katerina didn't know what to do, feeling out of sorts. She thought that Tyler was into what they just did but maybe he wasn't…She reached for her bag, jumping out of her chair. “I think I should go-get going… I'll come s-see you later…?” Her tone made it sound like a question rather than a statement.Tyler didn't say anything which was her cue to get out of there but just as her hand touched the door, his voice boomed throughout the room. “Um, Katerina…?”She turned, albeit grudgingly. “Yeah?”“That was great.” He fought with the blanket. “Maybe you
Moira's face bore her surprise even though she immediately tried to conceal it quickly. “Oh, wow ….” She cleared her throat, shifting about on the seat.It was clear that Katerina's reveal shocked her and for a moment she didn't know what to do with it. “I thought you knew who I was…seeing as my mom stopped by to see you.” Katerina arched a brow, her tone a tad chill.“Actually, your mother didn't come to see me… she came to see my assistant because unfortunately, I was not on the seat that day so yeah!” She let out a surprised sound. “I am surprised yes, but don't you worry… confidentiality and being discreet is one of the major things that we excel at so be rest assured that you're identity is safe with me.”Katerina attempted to smile, folding her sunglasses in her hands nervously as she thought about what to say next. “So can you remind me how this works again? I've never been in therapy or seen a shrink before so…”Moira beaned, happy to be on a much safer path, talking about he
“Don't you think this looks a little bit too serious just for heading outside?” Katerina heard Tyler asking someone just as she walked into the room.The first thing she spotted was a petite-looking brunette with a great figure, standing overly close to Tyler.“The press are going to be taking your pictures so don't even worry about it! You need to look good, strong and masculine!” she giggled, brushing a hand down his chest.Katerina stepped fully into the room, clearing her throat loudly on purpose so they could be aware that she was present. “Oh, hey Katerina! I didn't see you there.”“I'm sure you wouldn't.” She said, her lips inching up in a stiff smile as her eyes were focused on the other lady.Tyler picked up on the slight tension between them and he went out of his way to introduce them. “Katerina, please meet my assistant and the person who is temporarily taking over from me at the company, Grace Monroe!”Katerina stepped forward with her hand stretched. “Oh, hi Grace. It's
It took a couple of minutes for the chaos to die down and for things to clear up, giving people the chance to escape.Katerina could hear a lot of screaming, shouting, and crying for help. The sound was so discordant that she didn't even know where to look.As she was struggling to get her bearings, it occurred to her that she heard a gunshot out a couple of minutes ago. Or was it an hour?She couldn't tell.Time seems to fly by so fast.Raising her head to clear the reverberation of sound that was echoing in her ear which formed as a result of the distortion of the gunshot, she blinked rapidly.It was all coming back to her now. Prior to the minute everywhere got disrupted, they were heading out, and Mason and her were leading Tyler out of the hospital which reminds her…“Tyler? Mason?” she staggered up to her feet, spinning around in a circle.Her brain was scrambled and it was taking a hot second for it to come back up.“Tyler…where the hell are you guys?!” She grunted, pushing he
In a coma…Those words kept ringing in Katerina's ears as she stared up at the ceiling, mentally counting the tiles on each row.After that, she'd move to the next row and repeat the process all over again until she was tired.Anything to keep my head off suicidal thoughts or worse…. reliving both of Tyler's traumatic accidents.Mason had yet to discover fully from the shock, having staggered out of the room. When Katerina stopped him to ask, he simply mumbled that he was heading out in search of fresh air but she knew it was a lie.Just like her, he couldn't spend another moment stuck in a never-ending nightmare.Unable to stop torturing herself, Katerina replayed the doctor's words again in her head, picturing the exact moment when it sank in.“I'm sorry, we tried our possible best but sadly, it wasn't enough. He went into cardiac arrest and then anaphylactic shock, leaving us with only one option… we had to induce him into a coma.” The doctor's voice was devoid of emotion but I gu
“First of all no one is shipping me anywhere and what the hell are you guys even talking about?” Katerina walked into the room, watching their faces light up like they knew they'd done some wrong. “Is anyone going to answer me?”Dylan stepped forward, his hands stretched in front of him in an effort to placate her. “Honey, listen I don't want you to take this in some way but your mother and I have been talking-”“You mean to say ‘discussing’ we haven't finalized on it yet.” Esther interrupted, sliding a side eye to Dylan.“Whatever.” He waved it off. “what I meant to say is that we've been thinking about you and your general well-being and uh… some things that have given us concerns.”“Concerns like what?” Katerina asked, folding her hands over her chest.Esther and Dylan exchanged a glance, something meaningful passing through them. Dylan spoke up first. “I think with everything that is going on… you've been going through a lot of things for the past couple of months and for everyone
“I think you need to move it in this direction. No, stop! That cannot go in there…what are you doing?”The cacophony of voices bounced around in Katerina's head pulling her out of her slumber.With a groan, she placed the back of her palms against her forehead, trying to shut out the noise but apparently, her window had been left open.Slightly grumpy for being abruptly woken up, Katerina flung back the covers, angrily marching towards the window to shut it when a movement from the corner of her eyes caught her attention.It seemed like there was a loading truck pushing in items and… Was that her luggage?She squinted to make out the design of the bag and to her shock, it was the bag she'd gotten on vacation with Tyler last year.How did…A thought flashed into her mind and she quickly scrambled towards her walk-in closet.Her room back at the house was like a mini-mansion. Two huge rooms split into her bedroom and her walk-in closet connected by an adjoining door which made it easy