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“This is my husband, Peter. Peter, this is Illiana De Luca.” “It’s nice to meet you,” I said, extending a hand. She stared at it oddly but made no move to return the gesture.
“No. I-I, um…I have to go. They…the police, they found his truck. They found Stefan’s truck.”
“Gina?”
Wtf
“What are you doing here?” we asked at the same time.
Bro
“But I want to, okay?” I said. “I care about you. I don’t want you to get the wrong impression.”
Boy what
As I felt sleep begin to pull me down into its dark, familiar abyss, I thought of Glennon’s words, and they brought me back. I’d kill for you, but I can’t tell you the truth.
“I’m leaving Seth.” “You’re what? Wait, why? What’s going on? You guys seemed so great.”
Prob for ur husband
“Yeah,” she sniffled, “well, looks can be deceiving.”
Iktr
“It’s Illiana De Luca,” he said, pausing. “She’s—Ainsley, she’s missing.”
Wtf
“I’ve been cheating on you,” I said, a grimace on my face as I lifted my head from my hands. “With Seth.”
WHAT
“She’s always known. It’s why they don’t have kids, why he’s always away on business trips.
“Ma’am, there’s no easy way to say this. We have reason to believe Stefan De Luca is a serial rapist.”
Dayum
“Inside his truck, we found a bag filled with several pairs of women’s underwear. We’re making an attempt to identify them, but we also found a rope that matches the ligature marks we’ve found on numerous victims over the past several years.
What if it actually is Peter
When we asked Mrs. De Luca about the bag, she claimed not to know anything about it. But now, she’s gone missing, too.
The De Lucas have done extensive research on you. They know where you work, where you live… From what we’re discovering, they are very dangerous people.
“You didn’t kill Stefan.” I took another deep breath, stilling my shaking hands. “I did,” I said. And then, I told him everything.
Huh?
“Owe you?” I furrowed my brow. “What the fuck does that even mean?” “I knew about your affairs.
I knew it
“So, when I suggested we see other people, I did it deliberately. I wasn’t sure if it was going to work, but I had a plan.
I knew it
Because your only choice now is to kill me yourself or stay with me forever. I own your secret now, Peter. I own you.”
He was right, I’d fixed us. And I had zero regrets.
We knew everything about each other. Well, almost everything.
Hmm
I stuck my fingers in the gap, opening the hidden door, and stepping inside the dark room.
I opened the freezer, pulling out the pearl bracelet that sat at the bottom, waiting for me.
And it was. I had no idea how that cop got his hands on an identical bag or rope, but my bag was still safely in its place. Perhaps he was a copycat.
I’d never left DNA behind, never chosen similar women, didn’t kill every victim, and never followed a pattern or timeline. I let it happen when the mood struck, but I was prepared for anything.
I knew it
The only person who’d ever known who I truly was happened to be Seth. And I’d bought his silence the way he’d asked for it, by bending him over the edge of his bed.
WOW
much preferred women then. I only preferred my wife now.
There were fifteen in total that had died in this room. Fifteen beautiful bodies I’d buried in our woods.
My stomach twisted into a knot. The bag was nearly empty. No underwear. No rope. Only a single, white envelope with tape and her signature over the seal.
I said it bro I knew
As I read it, I felt the vomit rising in my throat. Sorry, honey. Rules are rules. No more secrets.
