Chapter Nine For the next few days, Molly floated about in a detached state like a ghost in a haunted house. She hardly ate nor drank and stayed in bed draped in one of the silk gowns David had bought…
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Chapter Eight The moment she laid eyes on him she was smitten. Molly was drawn to David so strongly like he was a magnet and she was a measly piece of iron filing. When he looked at her, or in…
Chapter Six Danson Ngigi sat in his car and watched revellers walk into and out of the bar he was parked outside of. It was dark - almost midnight - and without the security lights of the establishment he doubted…
Chapter Five April 17th, 2020 Dear Diary, It has been an absolute joy having Molly around the house these past few days. The last time we had company... Well, that was a long time ago. I have been feeling lonely…
Chapter Four A week passed before Molly woke up. The first thing she noticed was the intoxicating smell of disinfectant and bleach. The sharp scent cut through her nostrils like a hot knife through butter. The next thing was that…