A Fatal Affair

by A.R. Torre

The oldest love affair in Hollywood is that of an actor with themself. It’s not so much that they love who they are—but they fall for that image on the screen. They fall for the way that the public looks at them. They fall for the story that they’re telling. But the problem is, that story is a lie. The affair is a farce.

Eventually, they realize that, and that is when things typically seem to fall apart.

This wasn’t just rich people—this was Hugh Iverson and Nora Kemp, Hollywood’s golden couple.

She acted like it was easy, but she had no idea how many women had died.

I’m not the first dead one. At the time that I’m writing this, there have been at least four of us killed.

“I’m saying this isn’t the first time he’s done this. Trent Iverson has killed before.”

“I’m saying that Hugh killed all of those women and that I’m not Hugh. I’m Trent.”