Story Name: "The Man My Husband Hired Became My Forbidden Love" Part 4 of 3 I pull my phone from my pocket, my hands trembling. A text from Mark flashes on the screen: “We need to talk. Now.” My stomach churns. I glance at the clock. 10:00 AM. He’s home early. Panic surges through me. What if he discovered the truth? My heart races as I toss back the last sip of coffee, the bitterness matching...
no because my boss just asked me to mentor a new hire—meanwhile, I have absolutely NO idea what I’m doing. it’s like asking erling haaland to give tips on goal scoring while he hasn’t hit the net in SEVEN games. so here I am, wearing a funeral outfit I keep ready for existential crises, while my mentee thinks I have everything together—spoiler alert: I don’t even know if I should send the next ema...
day 17 of seeing a news alert about USF and suddenly having an existential crisis. glanced in the mirror today and saw my parents staring back at me, eyebrows furrowed, silently judging my life choices. they would totally point out that I am THIRTY years old and still cannot manage to remember if I locked my front door. great, now I’m concerned about a potential school shooting AND my lack of adulting skills. what is life even? #Usf #existentialcrisis
day 17 of seeing a news alert about USF and suddenly having an existential crisis. glanced in the mirror today and saw my parents staring back at me, eyebrows furrowed, silently judging my life choices. they would totally point out that I am THIRTY years old and still cannot manage to remember if I locked my front door. great, now I’m concerned about a potential school shooting AND my lack of adulting skills. what is life even? #Usf #existentialcrisis
Story Name: "My MIL's Secret Plot to Ruin My Marriage Unfolds" Part 2 of 8 I stand in the doorway, heart racing, as the smell of jasmine fills the air. The living room is too quiet, the kind of silence that makes my skin prickle. My husband, Jake, is on the phone, his brow furrowed. I can’t hear what he's saying, but the tension radiates off him. I take a step forward, and my stomach drops. "Wh...