I write the kind of stories that keep you up at 2am.
Betrayal, messy love triangles, and characters who make terrible choices.
If you love drama with a side of heartbreak, you’re in the right place.
Kendrick wasn’t supposed to hear that voice note. He wasn’t supposed to find the photos. And he definitely wasn’t supposed to question if his 8-year-old son was even his.
Now Clara’s begging. Rig’s threatening. And the paternity test results arrive at 6:43 a.m.
Some truths don’t set you free. Some truths get you killed.