CHAPTER FORTY-TWO

CHAPTER FORTY-TWO

Josie McMillan

JOSIE WAS DESPERATE with everything her alter ego was up to without her consent, killing Anthony was the only favor she'd done herself...

For her and the rest of the world... until that moment.

But disappearing with her son was the end of the sting, as much as the psychologist tried to convince her to talk about where the boy was, the more she seemed to enjoy the challenge. The worst part of it all was that the bastard knew about her and Josie knew absolutely nothing...

With each session, Josie discovered something surprising about Jacqueline and slowly the puzzle about her life unfolded, but nothing was so pleasant to hear.

HER FRIENDSHIP WITH MARK wasn't going well either, it had been a complete idiot to have told him about her son, things seemed aimless at that moment, Mark didn't say anything to her other than her son. It wasn't enough that he was with another woman and now it didn't even exist... but it wasn't his fault, she fell into Anthony and Jacqueline's trap, unfortunately she asked the wrong person for help.

Over the years, Josie's image was more associated with pain than money, as if everything she was going through wasn't enough, she couldn't even get work lately, not even as an actress and much less as a dancer...

She was completely alone in that world...

One night, while doing her usual desperate cry, she saw what appeared to be a ghost rising from the depths of hell to haunt her...

— Hi love — said Anthony — I missed you...