MY EX-WIFE'S GHOST

e's

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sound is clear. My heart, the distant voices and footsteps of patients along the corridor, the hum

, my heart thudding

p towards my bed. Obviously Lady Joan's. Her stilet

voice cut out dripping in sar

o scream, scratch at her face that was beginning to

paralyze you, since your mental state is taking too long", she mocked. Her

fling them on my face. My eyes landed on the glinting pic

hus

arm. Both naked, in

e way he hugged me. His face so calm,

eath

che

s the Ministers grand-daughter. A real woman. Worthy of this rol

udded, poun

isio

't be ha

r. My nerves stand out, anticipating her

then hazel. The word

gna

ck will

ess. I don't want to believe it, but the pict

g words cut. The antiseptic walls of the hospital run throu

ised. "I was behind it. Behind the two

fr

every single word. S

than ever before. The pain was

th her, strangle her. But she h

come pregnant but faile

ghter. "The Italian tea you had morning and night, do you think I

elmed me. I wanted to burn her to a crisp. To drink her evil blood dry, draining her veins of

the only way I can co

I ever d

to stay away", she spat. Her voice steady, with rage. "But you didn't lis

e ground. "Do you see your signature on these divorce documents. I can do anything that I want, which includes

signature? How did sh

ne-chilling whisper, "Have a good night dear daughter-in-

ie peacefully. You don't have to worry about anything; fir

ach was

going to ki

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etting the pillow over my head. L

acefully. The fire will

my death?. End of

efore me. Maybe death is the best for us all,

le? M

My heart flipped over. Is it

t a soft one. My heart was racing, brea

anted to say, but

d I cou

now you can hear me", the voice whi

time at the playground. I blinked, one tear fel

et." I nodded in myself. My feeli

s burst open. W

lady Joan hired to keep

aped. Someone aside, my husband has a care for me.

tching her by the collar and then by the wrist as she yanked it f

st the wall. Her face clearly s

ight for myself. Fight for my freedom. For the first time,

efore now. I should have fought f

, I will come back. And I will attack

ight from the Dutchman's Factory, their Stocks, the ancient pict

vo

oss a tray of machinery. The nurse ripped at t

t. At the nurse's arm. Which made her fall b

e woman, kicking her which causes

t them on the nurse. "We have to make them believe that you are dead. I

as a fi

screams echoed through the cor

haos. Dragging me down the flooded hospital hallway. F

d

i

re ou

g. A black SUV pulled over. A hard arm pulled me from

nning her fingers through my hair. Tears f

m Lady Joan's chains.

edom, the air of peace. The air t

LATIFA" she whispered sof

ti