Month: October 2025
THE NIGHT VISITOR She hurried along, her heels clicking sharply against the deserted pavement.
Emily pulled her car up just a street away from her mother-in-laws house. The clock read 5:45shed arrived
**Diary Entry** My father married me off to a beggar because I was born blindwhat happened next left
October had been brutal. The snow, which usually arrived closer to November, came early this yearas if
“Let my dad go, and I’ll let you go.” They laughed in the courtroom until they saw
“Why did you even come?” asked the niece, clearing away my plate. “Aunt Lydia, can
Emily stood by the kitchen bin, lifting the lid with a frown. “And this dress!”
Eight-year-old Oliver Whitmore was late for school again. His backpack bounced against his shoulders
Once, in a distant past that now felt like a faded dream, Margaret Whitmore had been the proud mistress
“You’ve ruined my entire life!” shouted Emily, slamming the door behind her. “









