This isn’t for everybody, Helen knew it from day one.

The first time she was looking into her own eyes - so tired, so guilty, so lost, so… old - she couldn’t find her voice for minutes. But it gave her a chance to make things right, to keep things right and the shock of meeting her alter ego from a world she hoped never to experience soon ( Read more... )

“Alright, you are…”

Sarah screwed up her face in concentration but Claudia interrupted.

“I told you, I’m not allowed to tell you what I do.”

“Oh my god, you’re a spy! This is so exciting!” Sarah cried triumphantly.

“Do I look like a spy to you?”

“Well, Keeley wasn’t exactly a James Bond either.”

Claudia raised her eyebrows questioningly.

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When Ryan came home that day he had that look on his face Claudia had learned to associate with bad news and the tenseness in his shoulders told her he’d be gone for a long time again. She slipped in his arms wordlessly, breathing in his familiar scent, desperately trying to strangle the terrified voices in her head.

“You’ll have to write every ( Read more... )

Jenny keeps staring at the waitress, features so similar but the differences painfully striking. Her hair is bulled up in a messy bun and Jenny almost winces when she can see her roots. Long nails are painted fiery red but the nailpolish has already come off in places, and Jenny is close to nausea without even looking at the make up. Luckily ( Read more... )

Jenny keeps the picture around her neck in a necklace specially made, knowing full well how pathetic it is but she can’t really bring herself to care.

No one notices the subtle changes in her attitude, the way she watches Sarah at work on the artefact, the way she keeps listening to Connor’s ramblings long after everybody else has given up, ( Read more... )

Claudia unconsciously licked her lips as her eyes constantly drifted down to the lake. Helen was swimming in the cool water with obvious relish after long weeks of heat. The contours of her strong body were teasingly blurry under the surface but with every powerful stroke of her long arms her firm breasts pushed out of the water, making Claudia ( Read more... )

First she thought he was having an affair (with a woman this time, not his work) and after two days of waiting in vain thrashed their house in futile anger. She cut up his favourite shirts, smashed his scotch bottles on the ground, threw a chair at the piano (a wedding gift from his now deceased father) and broke quite a few mirrors.

It was not ( Read more... )

“I’ve got a theory,” Claudia said rolling off Stephen, still breathless, panting. It took him a few seconds to catch up with her unusual pillow talk.

“If it’s about Cutter and me, or me and Helen, or worse, Helen and Cutter, could you please keep it to yourself?”

“No, sorry.”

“Thought so,” Stephen sighed.

“The problem isn’t you and Helen, ( Read more... )

“Oh no…”

Abby, Chris, Bentley, and Lyle all looked at Connor. Bentley’s hand froze mid air as he was about to raise his bet.

“Would you mind not doing that, Connor?” he said.

“What?” Connor asked, defensive out of habit.

“You see, this recently rather common combination of you browsing the internet, furrowed eyebrows, and worried sounds ( Read more... )

“You’re over-thinking again,” an amused voice shakes Claudia out of her thoughts. Skilled hands softly caress her naked arm, intensifying the pleasant tingling in her stomach that’s been there since she woke up.

“Does my company bore you? ” Martin asks, though he knows the answer. “Is the sex not satisfying enough?”

Claudia rolls her eyes at ( Read more... )