The Game She Was Playing

What is he doing here?

How long has he been standing there?

What did he hear?

Please… tell me he didn’t hear anything.

And the door was slightly open from the beginning…

Oh heavens…

My heart pounded violently against my chest as my thoughts spiraled out of control. My palms felt cold, my throat dry, and my legs suddenly weak as I stood frozen at the doorway, staring at him.

“Who is that?” Willow’s voice rang from inside the room as she walked toward me.

The moment her eyes landed on him, her face drained of color.

“Oh heavens…” Willow exclaimed. “Don’t tell me you...