As we drove away, I glanced in the rearview mirror and saw Shelly still kneeling there, her fists clenched, staring at us with a look that could kill. A cold sweat broke out on my back, and I quickly looked away.
Back at home, I couldn’t shake her last look from my mind. I had this nagging feeling she wouldn’t just let this go. Sure, I managed to refuse her this time, but what about the next time? As long as we kept visiting, we were bound to run into her again.
I talked it over with Ashley and suggested his parents, Robert and Diane, move to the city for a few months. It would be more convenient for me during my pregnancy, and the house across the street was already prepared for them.
Within a few days, Robert and Diane moved in, and I finally felt a bit more at ease.
Shelly’s wedding was less than a month away. Once she was married, she’d have no reason to bother us anymore. I counted the days, not daring to relax until her wedding day passed.
I thought the nightmare from my previous life was finally over. Feeling relieved, I convinced Ashley to spend a few days at a friend’s place for a little getaway.
But things didn’t go as planned.