Stephanie settled into her cozy couch, surrounded by the soothing silence of Sunday afternoon. The TV hummed in the background as she scrolled through her phone, browsing dresses for the upcoming wedding.
Her eyes sparkled at the array of colors and designs on the online shopping platform. She had narrowed down her choices to a stunning red gown or an elegant champagne number.
Just as she was about to make a decision, a faint creak echoed from upstairs. Stephanie's gaze drifted toward the ceiling.
She ignored it, thinking it was just the old house settling.
But then, another noise caught her attention - something falling, followed by footsteps, coming from the guest room.
Stephanie's curiosity piqued, she set her phone aside.
"Hello?" she called out, her voice gentle.
Silence.
She rose from the couch, her heart beating slightly faster.
Stephanie ascended the stairs, her senses heightened.
Stephanie's heart slowed as she pushed open the guest room door, revealing an unexpected sight.
A broken glass lay scattered across the floor, its shards glinting in the soft light.
She stepped inside, her eyes scanning the room.
"Who could have...?" she whispered.
Her foot came down on a sharp fragment, and a searing pain shot through her leg.
Stephanie gasped, a faint cry escaping her lips.
Clutching her leg, she hobbled to the window, pulling back the curtain.
The outside view offered no clues - just the tranquil neighborhood, bathed in Sunday serenity.
Confused and hurting, Stephanie sighed.
She cleaned up the broken glass, wincing with each step.
As she swept the last shard, her mind whirled.
"Was it just an accident or...?"
Stephanie's thoughts lingered on the mysterious noise.Downstairs, she tended to her injured leg, applying antiseptic and a bandage.The TV's gentle hum provided comfort, but her mind remained unsettled.
Suddenly, her phone buzzed.
A text from Christopher: "Hey, how's your Sunday?"
Stephanie replied to Christopher's text: "Everything's OK."
As evening descended, she settled into a quiet routine.Dinner consisted of a light bread sandwich and hot milk, a soothing comfort.With the weekend's work looming, Stephanie opted for an early night.She snuggled into bed, enveloped by darkness.The ceiling fan's gentle hum and soft rotation mesmerized her.Suddenly, a shiver ran down her spine.
She felt being watched.
Stephanie's gaze shifted to the window, but the curtains were drawn.
Nothing seemed out of place.
Yet, the sensation persisted.
She sat up, scanning the room.
The shadows cast by the moonlight seemed to twist and turn.
Stephanie's heart quickened.
"Who's there?" she whispered, her voice barely audible.
Silence.
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Romance"When Stephanie's husband leaves for a year-long assignment, she finds solace in her new job at Global Industries. But as she navigates the cutthroat corporate world, a forbidden attraction threatens to upend her life. Will she choose loyalty or fol...
