The Wife Upstairs: A twisted psychological thriller that will keep you guessing by Freida McFadden

Author:Freida McFadden [McFadden, Freida]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw
Publisher: Hollywood Upstairs Press
Published: 2020-03-22T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 29

Victoria’s Diary

March 22, 2017

This night. I don’t even know what to say.

I haven’t stopped crying for the last hour.

Tonight Carol threw an engagement party for me and Adam. Well, it wasn’t so much a party as it was a bunch of us getting together at a bar and grill a few blocks away from the hospital and taking up five tables to have dinner, and drinking way too much.

A lot of the people invited were from the hospital, so there were a fair number of us wearing scrubs. I, on the other hand, wore my blue skirt paired with a white blouse and black pumps. It was the second thing I put on. Originally, I came out of the bedroom wearing my new little black dress, but I could tell immediately from the look on Adam’s face that I needed to change.

Adam has his good and bad points. Carol still jokes around that he’s Mr. Perfect, but like I said, nobody is perfect. He’s extremely particular about how he wants the house and also about how he wants… well, me. When we go out for meals, he insists on approving my outfit. It’s important to him. And if he doesn’t like what I’m wearing, I have to go back in the bedroom and put on something different.

When I write it down, it sounds… weird. I know it. Everyone has their own personality quirks. It’s not like I’m perfect either. Like, as Adam points out, I’m a bit of a slob. More than a bit, even. And of course, he has a ton of good points: he’s sweet, affectionate, generous, and a brilliant writer. His editor loved his new manuscript and says it’s going to be the biggest one yet.

And now I’ll probably never read it. Because he and I are done.

Adam and I were sitting in the middle of the overcrowded table, and Carol and her boyfriend were across from us. And next to Carol was Mack, who came alone. I’ve never thought of Mack as being a particularly quiet guy—I’m used to the sound of his hearty laugh—but he had barely said two words the whole night. He just kept playing with his napkin and looking in my direction.

We had a mountain of food in front of us. And it was the kind of food that Adam and I never get when we’re out together: french fries, hot wings, onion rings, sliders. Everything on the table was coated in a layer of breadcrumbs or a layer of grease or both. And instead of wine, I was drinking a Corona. My belly was stuffed with fried food and cheap alcohol. But I felt good!

“So when are you two tying the knot?” Carol asked. As she leaned forward, I could smell the beer on her breath.

Adam reached out to grasp my hand under the table. “We’ve got tickets for Vegas in three weeks.”

“It’s just the two of you?” Mack asked.

I popped an onion ring in my mouth. “Just the two of us.

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