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Maya stared at the amber plastic bottle. Vitamin D3, 5000 IU. The doctor said her levels were catastrophically low, which explained the fatigue, the brain fog, the way she'd been m...
The corporate retreat had been Marcus's idea. Twelve years of marriage, and he'd chosen to end it beside a resort pool in Scottsdale, surrounded by synthetic palm trees and colleag...
The goldfish in the lobby aquarium had been swimming in the same endless circle for three days, or maybe it was four. Elena had lost track somewhere between the papaya at breakfast...
The fedora lay on the bench like a dead thing. Elena hadn't worn it since the funeral, but something about tonight demanded the old armor. The sphinx fountain in the courtyard of h...
Marcus stood at the edge of the infinity pool, the tropical sunset painting the sky in bruising shades of purple and orange. At forty-three, newly divorced and staring down the bar...
The invitation to Samhain Cove Resort had arrived in her inbox like a curse—corporate retreat, team building, mandatory attendance. Elena stood at the edge of the infinity pool at ...
The expensive scotch felt like **water** going down—smooth, deceptively mild, until it hit her stomach like a stone. Elena swirled the crystal tumbler, watching amber liquid catch ...
Margot stood at the edge of the hotel pool at midnight, her bare feet gripping the cool concrete. The water was still, dark as a mirror, reflecting nothing but the void above. She'...
Mara stood in the breakroom of the pharmaceutical company, staring at the orange plastic bottle in her hand. Vitamin D3 — the supplement her doctor had prescribed when she'd compla...
The orange sun bled into the Pacific as Elena pressed her palm against the sliding glass door of their suite in Maui. Behind her, David slept the sleep of the emotionally dead—that...
The Pyramid Center rose from downtown Chicago like a geometric middle finger to the skyline. Elena ran her fingers through her hair—thinning now, thanks to three years of reporting...
Margot stood before the bathroom mirror at 6 AM, arranging the seven pills in her plastic organizer. The vitamin D supplement—her doctor's prescription for bone health, she'd been ...