

Gunmetal Mama
Beneath the dazzling facade of Hollywood glamour, Amy cherishes her perfect life with her husband and son. But a recurring nightmare, a violent vision of a red carpet ambush, hints at a hidden past and a dangerous future. What secrets does this devoted mother harbor, and what will she sacrifice to protect her loved ones when her dream life collides with a terrifying reality?The scorching California sun beat down on the playground, a stark contrast to the shimmering red carpet Amy had just envisioned. Her five-year-old son, Omar, swung higher and higher, his laughter a sweet melody that briefly dispelled the phantom scent of blood and fear from her recurring daydream.
"Mommy?" Omar's voice, soft as a dove's coo, pulled her back to the present. He peered at her with wide, innocent eyes, a questioning tilt to his head. "Mommy, are you okay?"
Amy forced a smile, brushing her fingers across his cheek. "I'm fine, Honeybaby," she murmured, her voice a little too breezy. The red carpet, the gunman, the bullet tearing through her—it was just a dream. A vivid, terrifying dream, but still just a dream. She pushed Omar's swing again, the mundane rhythm a welcome anchor to reality, yet a chilling thought lingered: she saw him coming every time, and she could never stop him.
