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but all his past whores were just that…in the past.
Girl! Who said anything about whores?! 😂 I hate this so much, the shaming is unnecessary
“How many guys have licked your pussy?” “Two. I’m not a whore like you.” He laughed against my lips and then rolled me onto my back. “But you’re in love with a whore.” “A former whore,” I clarified.
I don’t like all this, it’s not hot or sexy~
I don’t know why I got so much pleasure out of pleasing him, but I liked it more than being pleased. That’s probably defined in the love languages or some bullshit. My love language was acts of service. Jeremy’s love language was getting his dick sucked. We were a perfect match.
End me now
I actually wanted to deal with it this time. It was the first time I’d ever felt anything other than irritation at the thought of having to feed them. But I wanted to feed Chastin. Hold her, cuddle her, love her. I was excited when I approached their bedroom. But that excitement turned to irritation as soon as I saw that it was Harper who was crying. How disappointing. Their cribs were head to head, and I was surprised Chastin was sleeping through Harper’s screams. I walked past Harper and looked down at Chastin.
This is so sad to read omg
Maybe what I felt was mother’s intuition. Maybe, deep down, I knew something terrible was going to happen to Chastin, and that’s why I had been given that immense and sudden love for her. What if it was the universe’s way of telling me to love that baby girl as much and as hard as I possibly could, because I wouldn’t have her for as long as I would have Harper?
??
She was still crying, so I continued to shove. She made a gasping sound, but was somehow still crying. Maybe one finger wasn’t enough. I pushed two fingers into her mouth and throat, until my knuckles were pressed against her gums and she was no longer crying. I watched her for a moment, and soon, her arms began to stiffen between each violent jerk of her little body. Her legs locked up. This is what she would have done to her sister if I hadn’t done it to her first. I’m saving Chastin’s life. “She okay?” Jeremy asked. Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck.
HELP OMG!!!! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU HOOVER???
If an attraction is present between two people, those two people can only be one of two things. Involved or not involved. There is no in-between.
Maybe for you Hoover but some people have matured in life and can be more adult in this situation, especially if they are in their early thirties and it involves a married man
“They’re strange. Victor and Marjorie, insanely religious to their core. When they found out Verity was writing thriller and suspense novels, they acted like she was suddenly denouncing her religion to join a satanic cult. They told her if she didn’t stop, they would never speak to her again.”
A little inside scoop on who verity’s parents are, wished we got more info about her life as a young girl growing up like I want to understand and learn more about verity, fuck lowen and her pov tbh
‘God punishes the wicked, Jeremy.’
Well fuck you Victor
Because she was obsessed with you.
Clearly but don’t get it twisted, you still weird about him too lowen
I’m not even sure I would feel guilty.
You absolutely suck lowen
I try not to look too concerned, but I am. His words rush through me, and I think back to our conversation tonight, the conversations that came before it.
Oh now you don’t wanna be all explaining the shit and repetitive anymore Hoover, boo boo!
“Verity never read your book.”
What the fuck dude?! Let me guess you did
“Your writing matters to me, Lowen.”
Jeremy stop 🛑 ✋
someone outside of my agent has given me validation.
Very sad
I was positive it was something a bowl of dumplings and a good fuck would help him forget.
Guess that didn’t work
I had never seen him lose his temper. I stiffened, wide-eyed, as he stomped out of the kitchen.
Wow this is so healthy a reaction Jeremy, you clearly have your emotions in check and communication is top notch (obviously sarcasm is hard to get through in notes 😒)
Shit. Even with how much I try to hide it, he still sees it. “That’s not true,” I said. “It is true. And I’ve tried to keep my mouth shut, but they’re getting older. Harper’s going to notice that you treat them differently. It isn’t fair to her.”
Bro you should have said something sooner, get some fucking counseling
He could tell by my kiss that I wanted more than just a kiss.
Delete, don’t need this
I doubted it. Even after twins, my body was nearly perfect. Aside from the scar on my abdomen, the most important parts of me were still intact. Still fairly firm. And Jeremy’s temple between my legs was still nice and tight.
Eww
I’m finding it repetitive.
HAH! HOW IRONIC MS. HOOVER
Giving up huge parts of himself to care for a woman who is just a shell of the person he married?
What the fuck Lowen, can you stop being so terrible, I know it’s hard for you to be
I understand he made vows, but at what cost? His entire life? People get married assuming they’ll live long, happy lives together. What happens when one of those is cut short, but the other is expected to live out those vows for the rest of their life?
Bruh just shut up
It doesn’t seem fair. I know if I were married and my husband were in Jeremy’s predicament, I wouldn’t want my husband to feel like he could never move on. But I’m not sure I’ll ever be as obsessed with a man as Verity was with Jeremy.
First of all, not everyone is like you, you are being so insensitive. Secondly, you are totally weird about Jeremy so don’t act so holier than thou
“I don’t know very much about you,” Jeremy says.
Way to state the duckling (meant to say fucking) obvious
I am pathetic.
At least you know it but like you can learn to be not pathetic, I recommend therapy
I can almost—almost—understand Verity’s addiction to him.
Weirdo
We’re facing each other on the couch so I can make a wish and blow out the candle, but I’m not sure what to wish for. I’ve been lucky enough to land a really great job. I’m about to get more money than I’ve ever had in my bank account at one time. The only thing in my life that I feel like I want right now that I don’t have is him. I look him in the eye, then blow out the candle.
Ugh I can’t stand you
I don’t know why, but I wish I had seen that. I also wish I knew if he tasted like chocolate.
Talk normal please eww
brush at it, but he shakes his head. “Right here.” He slides his thumb across my bottom lip. I swallow the bite of cake. His thumb doesn’t leave my lip. It lingers there. Fuck. I can’t breathe. I’m aching everywhere because he’s so close, but I don’t know what I’m allowed to do about it. I want to drop my fork, I want him to drop the plate of cake, I want him to kiss me. But I’m not the married one here. I don’t want to make the first move and he shouldn’t make the first move, but I’m desperate for him. He doesn’t drop the cake. Instead, he leans across me and places it on the end table. In
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Ugh the cliche moment is killing me
brush at it, but he shakes his head. “Right here.” He slides his thumb across my bottom lip. I swallow the bite of cake. His thumb doesn’t leave my lip. It lingers there. Fuck. I can’t breathe. I’m aching everywhere because he’s so close, but I don’t know what I’m allowed to do about it. I want to drop my fork, I want him to drop the plate of cake, I want him to kiss me. But I’m not the married one here. I don’t want to make the first move and he shouldn’t make the first move, but I’m desperate for him. He doesn’t drop the cake. Instead, he leans across me and places it on the end table. In
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End me now
I gasp, shoving him, pushing him. “Verity,” I say, breathless. He stops kissing me and then lifts his head, but he doesn’t move. “Verity,” I say again, wanting him to understand that he needs to get the fuck off me. He lifts up onto his arms, confused. “Verity!” I say again, but with more urgency. It’s all I can say. My fear has taken hold of me and I struggle to inhale, to exhale.
This doesn’t fill me with anything but torment like am I supposed to be spooked or filled with chills??
I’m shaking my head because he doesn’t understand. He thinks I’m upset and feel guilty that he’s married, but I saw her. Standing. She was standing.
So you actually don’t feel guilty or shitty for kissing a married man
He sees in my eyes that I’m telling the truth.
HOW? HE DOESNT REALLY KNOW YOU THAT FUCKING WELL LIKE ITS BEEN TWO WEEKS DUDE?!!
“It’s my fault,” Jeremy says, interrupting me. “You’ve been working for two weeks without a break. You’re exhausted. And then I—we—it’s paranoia.
Bro she did have some little breaks in between but nah she is being weird about your wife because she is being nosy and you are cheating Jeremy and this whole thing is so wrong
Did I feel guilty for being with her husband?
You should feel bad regardless
I’m a hysterical mess of a woman who wakes up in his wife’s bed in the middle of the night and then claims I see his wife standing at the top of the stairs after he finally kisses me.
I would tell you to leave today like go finish writing the books elsewhere please
because he was worried.
Of course he should be
Without any apparent reason.
Bruh why would she wanna attack you, you hadn’t done anything before yet but now you were making out with a married man, eww
I don’t want to ruin the kiss we shared by reading about him doing that with another woman.
Girl wha?? Stop being weirdo and move on with that childish shit
side. I thanked God with a prayer, even though I don’t believe he had a hand in it.
Bro random god prayer check 🙏
Then I’d go home, and Jeremy would fuck me like I was his virgin. Life was great. Until it wasn’t.
Omg why are you so weird Hoover 🤦🏽♀️
I’d never heard him scream like that. A grown man, on his knees, sobbing like a child. I’d have been embarrassed for him if I wasn’t right there with him.
Why is that embarrassing? So sexist like why can’t a man cry for his dead child in whatever way he does so
He was devastated. Numb. After she’d been dead for three months, I was growing impatient. We’d only had sex twice since her death, and he hadn’t even kissed me with tongue either time. It’s like he was disconnected from me, using me to get off, to feel better, to get a quick rush of something other than agony. I wanted more than that. I wanted the old Jeremy back. I tried one night. I rolled over and put my hand on his dick while he was asleep. I rubbed my hand up and down, waiting for it to grow hard. It didn’t. Instead, he brushed my hand away and said, “It’s okay, Verity. You don’t have
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WTH
He said it like he was doing me a favor. Like he was turning me down for my reassurance. I didn’t need reassurance. I didn’t.
This is just griefing, see a marriage counselor for the love of god!
And then maybe Jeremy wouldn’t be so fucking sad all the time.
This family needs so much help omg 🫣🫣
I know she’s not paralyzed, so how does she not even flinch? Even if her brain damage is too severe to understand the English language, she’d still be alarmed by noise, right? Have some kind of reaction? Unless she’s trained herself to not react. I watch her for a little longer before I start to creep myself out with my own thoughts again.
Lowen just sucks as a human being like what the hell is wrong with you here? Mind your business and stop being so rude like you are a guest in her house and writing her novels and getting her cred like show some respect at least in that sense if you aren’t being respectful for the simple fact that she is in a completely vulnerable state
she was fed up with waiting for Jeremy to get over his grief.
You are also fed up with him not making a move as a MARRIED MAN so don’t you dare go on talking like you are any better like you both are making terrible choices and thinking terrible thoughts but only one is gaining my sympathy because she is also a fucking victim in all this while you are here to do her job, not be creepy and disgusting and worm your way into her family. You have no excuses or ways to make your actions make any sense other than for your own selfish gain. Like I rather read anything else than read more of you bitching and whining about some woman who you don’t really know. Yes she is writing her life out in this autobiography draft but there is clearly an unhealthy pattern of her co dependency and how it formed her life in a way that’s all about Jeremy and not really about her and how she was basically forced to have his children when she didn’t want them and it’s evident that she needed serious help like omg AND YOU SEEM TO FORGOT THE ONE THING THAT FUCKED THINGS OVER WITH YOU AND COREY, THE THINGS YOU WRITE MIGHT NOT EXACTLY PORTRAY WHO YOU ARE IN REAL LIFE. We get 24/7 access to your mind and thoughts and they are so fucked up but you think you are better in comparison when in actuality, you are the best fucking person like you even sound the same. When it comes to verity’s parts, you sound like you are making a mocking voice but it’s still feel like Lowen
I think it would have made for a better horror book if you leaned in on evil Jeremy (aka he and lowen are actually villains in this anyhow) who tricks Lowen into murdering Verity and wrote this whole manuscript to trick her into doing his dirty work then get away with the murder. Or maybe trying to replace verity with lowen in a very lifetime but better way OR even have it be similar to that one movie where verity is sadly dead but haunting the home in order to try to get lowen to figure out that Jeremy did in fact kill her after he found the manuscript and now lowen has to figure out how to get proof out and get crew and herself safely out of there. OR leaned into the whole sleepwalking spookiness like have lowen wake up almost murdering bitches like make this interesting OR even be like sinister or that orphan movie where crew is the one who killed the sisters and got his mom to have the car accident, maybe Jeremy either knows and is protecting him or he doesn’t and lowen figures it out and tries to collect proof to show him, just give me something, ANYTHING!
Okay I’ll end the note now because I could continue rambling on if I don’t stop myself now
Verity’s lack of a soul.
You got no soul either bitch so welcome to the club
If this bitch turned off that goddamn television, I’m walking out that front door without shoes on and I’m never coming back.
Yes please leave
