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23. Run, Little Mouse!
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A Wife's Cry 24. A Drive Through The Storm
Terry Nashville leaves the race track and hops into his car, his mind in a daze, lost in thoughts, he starts to drive his way back home. He navigates the darkened road, his hands tightly gripping the steering wheel. Rain pelts against the windshield, creating a distorted view of the world outside. The rhythmic sound of raindrops hitting the car's roof and windows fills the air, creating an eerie symphony that mingles with the hum of the engine. The moments of his argument with his brother cross his mind, giving him a sense of anxiety. He still empathises with his younger brother but knowing him well, he is aware that Jay’s intentions were not pure. The headlights cut through the thick curtains of rain, illuminating the immediate path ahead, but beyond that, the world is shrouded in darkness. The beams of light reflect off the rain-soaked road, creating a glistening, slippery surface that adds an extra layer of caution to his journey.The windshield wipers work tirelessly, sweeping bac
A Wife's Cry 25. Haunting Nora
“Got you!” his voice is surprisingly loud which makes her heart skip a beat. With her eyes darting at him, she hears him saying, “Now, I fuck you!” the excitement becomes real as his eyes twinkle at the darkness of the night. Grabbing her arm, he pulls her to stand while she brawls in his arms. Not a moment passes when anger and frustration etch across her face. In an instant her hand propels forward, connecting forcefully with his cheek that is hiding behind the dark-colored mask. He recoils as the sting of the slap registers, his head snapping to the side from the force. “Come here!” with his teeth gritted, he pulls her closer, his eyebrows puckered together with annoyance. One thing Jay Nashville cannot stand is someone touching his face and that too for a slap. He has been slapped twice tonight and he won’t be forgetting this anytime soon. With his hands grabbing her waist so tight, he continues to stare right into her eyes and his other hand reaches out to touch the hem of her s
A Wife's Cry 26. Last Call For Her Daughter
In a tiny cottage in a small neighborhood, the atmosphere is quite constrained and Lola and Henry are having an argument. While the husband is trying his best to calm her down, the woman is constantly asking for her daughter. “I don’t know, Henry. I have a feeling that something is wrong with my daughter. I want you to go and bring her back.” Henry takes a deep sigh, it is been an hour or two since he is trying to calm her down but all she does is become anxious. He calls Nathan and his parents at his house only for Lola who is still apprehensive about Nora. When Nathan arrives with his mother, he is silently sitting on the sofa, letting his mother talk to the sick woman. “Lola, you are still sick - please, relax.” Lola cannot get out of bed, she is bedridden otherwise she could have walked herself to the mansion only to see if her daughter is alright. Right now, no one is really listening to her, that is what makes her annoyed. “No, Tilly, you don’t understand. With this storm so lo
A Wife's Cry 27. Delving Deep
In the grand Nashville mansion, the air is thick with tension as David Nashville is pacing back and forth, his hands tightly crossing behind his back. A deep furrow is creasing his brow, revealing the constant concern etching upon his face. His reputation, the very foundation of his carefully constructed life is hanging in the balance. “David, sit down. You are giving me anxiety -” Miranda’s voice seems saddened and the only person she is worried about is Terry. Seating on a luxurious sofa, David's wife exudes an air of patience and poise. Her legs are elegantly crossed, and the rhythmic tapping of her high heels against the marble floor betrays her own restlessness. She understands the gravity of the situation and remains steadfast by her husband's side, offering silent support.“I can’t stay calm, Miranda. I don’t know what is going on - my son spent the night in the hospital and the other one is nowhere to be found. There is a maid who is vanished within a single night!” his voice
A Wife's Cry 28. The Final Goodbye
In a quiet and dimly lit room, a sense of stillness hangs heavy in the air. The woman lays on her deathbed, her frail form nestling among layers of soft, pristine sheets. Her once vibrant and lively countenance has been replaced by the pale pallor of illness, and her breathing comes in shallow, labored gasps. “Lola…hold on, my love. The doctor is on the way -” with a low concerning voice, Henry is continuously caressing her wrinkled hand. He is making promises to her, assuring her that he will bring Nora back. “Nora is on the way too. She is coming.”The room is filled with a gentle hush, as loved ones are gathered nearby, their faces etching with a mixture of sorrow and acceptance. A few faces encircles her, leaning in with tender expressions, providing comfort and support during her final moments. Except Henry everyone is aware that Lola is taking her final breaths, it is time for her to go - if the doctor doesn’t arrive on time, she might not be able to survive for long. Knowing th
A Wife's Cry 29. Gathering In Grief
Henry sits beside the lifeless body of his wife - he is in a trauma, mentally not wanting to let go of her. He keeps on holding her hand until his friend Ethan politely utters, “Henry, come on. She is gone.” The people present in the tiny room mourn silently for the loss of the woman who lies asleep - the peaceful expression on her face. “Now, you must go and bring Nora before the funeral -” Tilly speaks silently and continues to say, “She will say goodbye to her mother.” Henry is sobbing for his wife - the most important person in his life, his better half has left him all alone. Now he has the responsibility for his daughter and himself. While Ethan and Nathan walk away, preparing for the funeral, Tilly asks Henry to visit the Nashville mansion to bring Nora back. Arriving at the mansion, Henry is standing at the gate and moves his eyes around to see the security revolves around the mansion. “What is happening?” he mutters under his breath and walks inside as he continues to ask th
A Wife's Cry 30. Silent Screams
The terrified girl is reclining on a worn-out couch, tears streaming down her face, her eyes red and puffy. Her frustration and annoyance fill the air, making the atmosphere heavy with tension. She clutches the collar of her shirt in her trembling hands, desperately trying to wipe away the evidence of her distress. In the midst of her tears, her gaze shifts to the figure of a young man standing before her. His face displays a mix of confusion and concern, his eyebrows furrowed and his lips are slightly parted. He is taken aback by the sight of her tears, not fully comprehending the extent of her emotional turmoil.It seems like he has come back to his senses completely - a mixture of regret and shame covers his entire face that she can’t seem to notice. Hiding his emotions behind the dark-colored mask, Jay Nashville’s eyes are burning with repentance. Seeing her almost naked body covered with bruises, he feels his heart sinking down to the deepest ends of the ocean. ‘What the fuck di
A Wife's Cry 31. The Weight Of Guilt
Under the cover of darkness, the moon cast a faint glow upon the restless ocean. A desolate figure is perching alone on the shoreline, a bottle clutching tightly in his hand. The rhythmic crashing of the waves masks the turmoil within his heart as he drowns his regrets in the bitter liquid. With each swig, the sharp taste of alcohol mingles with the bitter taste of remorse, intensifying the ache in his chest. The moonlight plays upon his face, revealing the anguish etching in his features. Shadows dance around him, mirroring the torment of his thoughts.As he sits there, consumed by regret, the haunting image of her innocent face plays on an endless loop in his mind. Her eyes, once filled with trust and vulnerability, reflected tears and fear, etching themselves into his very soul. Try as he might to escape those memories, they persist, refusing to be erased. The weight of his actions bears down upon him, pressing on his chest with an almost physical force. Each beat of his heavy hear
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