With all that had gone on in my life…I found myself constantly questioning my sanity; wondering if any of it was actually real.  I felt like I was caught in this one particular nightmare I used to have as a child.  Where I dreamed that I woke up one morning and everyone was an alien…

  Over the next few months, Carmina did everything she could in an attempt to break me.  My once happy life here in Spring Valley was now a living hell.  I woke up in the mornings to see strange words like beauty written in blood red lipstick on my mirror. I’d go to the bathroom…

I spent plenty of time trying to anticipate Carmina’snext move, but after years passed and I didn’t hear from her again…I thought maybe her phone call was just a part of her game.  It had been over six years; with no word from her or Nick.  After all of that time, the memory of the…

Two years later, everything in my life had improved… After moving in with Eva, I spent the first few months looking for a job.  After I had no luck…business began to pick up at Linda’s salon and she decided to hire me as a receptionist. I was in charge of answering phones and booking appointments,…

The next morning I woke up a little late.  I could hear everything going on downstairs…it sounded very lively. I quickly washed up and dressed in a plain, blue cotton dress, before going downstairs.  Everyone was gathered around the kitchen.  Eva was cooking breakfast and Linda, Greg and Crisann were all sitting around the table. …

Eva led me to the same door that I had passed through so many times before… “I’m guessing that this must have been your old bedroom,” she said after she opened the door and stepped in. “Oh my god!  It’s still furnished the same!” I said as I looked around; feeling as if I had…

I was back in Sunset Valley where Nick and I grew up.  Being back reminded me of the simpler times…before marriage, before parenthood, before the business move… …back when Nick and I first fell in love. I drove until I pulled up in front of a big house; colonial style with a green front lawn,…

Driving away was hard, because I desperately wanted Nick back. Not the Nick that I’d just left behind, but the Nick I knew before Carmina came along.  I should have been happy to be leaving…I was finally rid of Carmina, but the cost…the cost was far too high. As I drove, my mind drifted back…

I stopped by the police station to pick up my car and then to the hospital after leaving the café.  I entered the intensive care expecting to see Nick and Carmina… …instead, there was a nurse changing the sheets of the bed that Carmina was in just a few hours ago. I knew that Carmina…