ELAINE (CATHERINE) ... I wore my pastel pink outfit to attend Adelaide's birthday today and took a twirl for one last look before picking up my matching purse. I'm quite excited to meet the sweet little girl again. Last time it was unintentional and the situation wasn't really right. But this time, I'm hopeful to see her. I checked my phone once. No new text from Marco after morning. Still on his business trip, and might be busy with work. I went downstairs and saw Alberto before walking out of the mansion. Giving the address of Edward's place to my driver, I leaned against the seat. Immediately, the thought of Bianca Enclosed my thinking process and swallowed me in. Her accusing glare and broken emotions always give me a familiar but wanton feeling. And those misty glimpses... They were all new to me, yet old. Is my memory returning, or intrigued by any situation? It's quite confusing... "Ma'am, we're here." My driver informed me and getting out of my thoughts, I looked at the
EDWARD ... I stood at the doorstep like a zombie, don't really know what step should I take after messing it up. Yes, I kissed her, and it wasn't my hallucination when I saw the same emotion in her beautiful eyes. The way she used to look at me. Perhaps, it happened on a whim for her, but not for me. It fucking meant everything to me! Witnessing the same old feelings she used to have for me! Which disappeared soon against her morals. I am positive, I won't let her leave us this time. I need her. Della needs her. However, I also couldn't find a freaking way to set her apart from Marco. The worst thing was, they lived under the same roof! The more I think that the more I feel like dying inside, although I have already taken a step to get her back..."Sir, Miss Frost is trying to reach you." My housekeeper informed me. "Hmm..." I took the phone from him with a frown. Why couldn't she just keep quiet for some time? Why didn't I realise how clingy she is all the time? If I look back,
ELAINE (CATHERINE) ... I stared at Marco. Never thought he would walk in at this situation all of a sudden. Sigh... What is this whirlwind of situation? The look in Marco's dark eyes turned shocked to anger as he stepped in. "What the fuck is going on here?" "Don't..." Edward's cold threat stiffened the situation more. He was half hiding me behind him... Protectively. "This is between me and her, we don't need a third person." Marco snapped back at him. "You can leave." "You should have thought that before kissing another woman." Edward shielded me more. Both men glared at each other, raising a cold war between them. "You...!" "Guys, stop!" I couldn't help but yell at them as their eyes fell on me. No one was right or wrong. It's just, a weak relationship that has no meaning was messed up! "Edward..." I touched his arm, "Will you leave us alone? I need to talk to him." He stared at me. The plea in his eyes to stop him was sensitive for me, yet I stopped myself from flowing aw
ELAINE (CATHERINE) I turned around the phone as it kept ringing. It's Marco, calling me for the last one hour which I ignored and looked back at the peaceful morning seaside. Sitting on the porch, attached to my room I am trying to clear my head. And positively, I failed. My mind was thrusting back to Edward and the little moments he kept creating in such short times. He was like a sharp needle around my toxic wound, that cleared out the gunk which was painful, yet relaxing enough. Surprisingly, last night I slept peacefully... Yes, for the first time in four years that happened though it shouldn't after that crazy incident with Marco. I don't know why, but Edward's presence in my life had changed lots of things, including my one-way thought. He forced me to think that I could do well without Marco's support. He forced me to feel that I am capable of feeling emotions toward a man. However, one thing I didn't like was how he left me alone last night with no return. A servant later
ELAINE (CATHERINE) ... My whole world turned upside down, watching Alberto lying on the boring white bed through the glass space. Feeling myself a selfish daughter who was careless and engaged in her own matters only. If I just pick up the phone once, I would have known... Fuck! I was so fucking mean! Standing right in front of the door, I stared at him through the glass space, cursing myself for acting ridiculous. The man who accepted me as his daughter and gave me a family... How could I... God please, help him... I felt a comforting touch on my back. I turned and found Edward beside me. Don't know what came over me but the moment I saw him, I broke into his arms. Don't care who's seeing me or who's thinking what. I took my comfort leaning against his chest. "I am not a good daughter..." I sobbed restlessly. "You are..." He muttered, coaxing me. Soon, the doctor came out of the room and all of us turned to him... Fear rushed in my veins like a current. "How's he, doctor?" Mar
ELAINE (CATHERINE) ... Marco reached shortly after me. Seeing him suddenly that nurse's word rang in my head. Pressing my lips harder, I tried to hold my smile in this situation. Honestly, I can't blame her. We both share the same last name and calling him father, also appeared with different partners. So... Dr Stephano was standing in front of the emergency room, probably waiting for us... "Mr Agosti is awake. He wants to talk to you... Only you two." He enhanced the last part. After taking needed hygiene precautions, we entered and sat on both sides. Dr. Stephano followed us in and stood at one corner, maintaining the respective gap. Alberto slowly raised his hands and held ours. In just three days he Become thinner and pale. My eyes blurred with tears, yet I held myself strongly. His lips parted, smiling weakly at me. "You... came... I know... You... Will..." He hardly said those words, making me break out in tears. I felt his soft and light pats over my hand. "Your old... Ma
ELAINE (CATHERINE) ... I looked at Edward's stern face at the corner of my eyes. It's almost impossible to read his expression... Since I returned after talking with Marco, he hasn't shown his irresistible charm, except to convince me to return with him. I agreed and decided to stay in his place till Phoebe found a suitable place for me... Now, we are on the way back to his beach house. "What did you decide about Marco?" Edward asked breaking the silence. I was expecting the question though it still gave me a strange nervousness. "I won't be with him." I mumbled and felt his deep gaze on me, turning me more nervous, "However, I can't leave him either... For now." Edward did not say anything but his penetrating gaze was manipulating me to feel that I was the wrong one here, which somewhat offending. So, I decided to make it simple and hold his gaze... "Alberto wanted us to get married and Marco knows I Don't want it. So, we concluded to pretend this relationship till he is alive...
EDWARD... For the first time in my life, I wanted to thank Regina for disobeying my order. Her presence brought out the old jealousy I used to see in those Cerulean gazes. Before, I never cared. But losing her, I realised why she used to be like that. Her jealousy was always harmless, always craving my attention. Since I found her, I kept searching for any old emotion that would soothe my heart, securing the fact that I still had a chance. And right now, that happened with Regina's appearance. I could easily tell her the truth. I wasn't with Regina but in an urgent call meeting in the living room. Although Regina was shocked to see her, I gave her the brief and strictly warned her not to mention any past incident in front of her, or inform our family. I bend down to her face level. "What, are you jealous?" She blinked, startled, she took a step back. "Wh-why would I be je-jealous!?" She argued back with a trembling tone that failed to cover her defence. How did I not realise her