Adrenalin Stories

A week. Seven torturous days have passed since I caught that treacherous scent in our bedroom. Suspicion had become a constant companion, a shadow clinging to every thought. I decided then to organize a gathering here, at our house, under the guise of bringing our closest friends together. A celebration of life, of friendship, or at least that's what it would be for everyone else. The house was filled with laughter, soft...