Kendra stood by the window of the luxurious cabin, staring out onto the still lake. It was a weekend getaway that James had so meticulously planned, something that should have felt like a dream - an escape from everything that weighed her down but somehow felt like a trap expertly laid.
His charm -the lavish trip, and romantic gestures was all one attempt at distracting her from the sprouting doubt she couldn't seem to shake.
It wasn't as if James had given up easily. "We need to get away somewhere special, that's what we need for a reconnect," he insisted following the last argument. Kendra, despite not feeling too keen, agreed in the hope that some time away would give her time to clear her head.
But now here they were, in this haven of seclusion, and the tension in the air between
