James pulled into the driveway with his heartbeat drumming fast, the image of Melissa’s photo still burning in his mind. The red X over her face, the message: “Choose a side,” none of it would leave his head.
He’d drove straight to work after dropping Melissa, but the thought of what just happened couldn’t let him continued without finding the cause. He instantly reversed, heading back home to confront Tiana.
He walked into the house determined to confront Tiana, to demand answers, to finally know who had crossed this terrifying line. But the moment he stepped into their bedroom, his steps slowed.
Tiana stood before the full-length mirror wearing a glittering gown, hair perfectly styled, makeup flawless. She twirled lightly and giggled.
“Oh! James, how do I look?” she asked, posing as
