Madison had come to New York with her plan already in motion. She had had enough of the fact her world was always shifting. Madison decided she was going to make her reality everyone else's.

She had been finding it disturbing how reality seemed to be twisting around her. Facts that she knew were true would unravel around her at most unwelcome moments… Like knowing that her daughter Holly had died shortly after her birth just like Sarah; only sometimes, when she looked at her, it was almost like she lived: it was almost like she could hear her crying… And the people around her seemed to never notice that the baby they cradled and cooed over was as dead as a stone… Yeah, she was pretending to believe it too but it didn't make sense the no one said anything about her loss. Not one of her friends.

Then there was Scott… he was a liar. Every word from his lip was a lie! But sometimes he would act so loving it was almost hard to stay with the images that burned in her head of all the ways he had cheated… must have cheated with Marissa…

She first formulated the solution to her dispersant realities eight days ago when she found out that Scott was going to New York with Marissa.

When she told Scott she was going to her counselling session; she took herself instead to the seedier side of Pine Valley, asking the right people the right questions until she found what she was looking for. She left the shady street corner with her purse eighty dollars lighter and a little vial of liquid in her pocket; the first ingredient for twisting her world to fit her view.

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The next part of the plan was to catch Marissa and Scott in her trap. She followed Scott to New York and used the schedule he left to sabotage the hotel bookings, claiming to be a secretary from Chandler Enterprise. Then, moments later, she booked the two cancelled rooms for herself so she could be as close as possible to them. Leaving four people with two rooms meant they would have to share. She knew Scott would have to share with Marissa. When they were together she could snare them with the proof of their affair.

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Madison was watching on the foyer when Scott and Marissa arrived with the others, and as they headed to the restaurant Madison followed after the luggage. When the porter carrying Marissa's luggage reached the hotel room and opened the door, Madison ran breathlessly up to them. She acted as if she had been chasing them and had forgotten something out of her bag. It worked incredibly effectively. She flashed the key card from her own room at the porter as she followed him in, to erase any doubt, and he left her to go through Marissa's bag.

Just as she suspected, Scott's bag was brought in too.

When she was alone she left the door propped open and grabbed the tools she had brought with her to remake her world. She brought in the camera and synced it to her laptop. It was actually a high-tech baby monitor that Scott had bought when Holly was born, with built a micro-phone. She planted it close to the slatted door in the wardrobe making sure the camera angle took in the whole bed. Next she got out her secreted vial and a syringe and injected the drug she had brought at the street corner into the coffee creamers. Now Scott would be unable to lie. He and Marissa would only be able to tell the truth; could only act out their affair for her to witness with her own eyes.

She needed this proof to convince herself that she wasn't going mad.

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It was going so well, Marissa was now on her second coffee and both she and Scott were on the bed leaning into each other… but now Erica was here…

She just had to hope she wouldn't interfere…

She would stop her if she tried…

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