Elara's POVI couldn't hold the tears in anymore. They came pouring out like a dam had burst inside me, and I pressed my hands to my face, trying to muffle the sobs that were tearing through my chest.I didn't mean to cry. I'd been holding everything together for so long, building walls around my heart to protect myself. But when someone stares at you with those caring eyes, when someone offers you a listening ear, especially someone you weren't expecting to, it felt so comforting that all my defenses crumbled.My shoulders shook as the tears kept coming, hot and unstoppable. I felt pathetic, sitting there falling apart in front of Killian, but I couldn't stop it anymore.The bed dipped beside me, and I felt his warmth as he moved closer. My heart skipped when his hands gently took mine, his fingers warm and steady against my trembling ones.I looked up through my tears and found him staring at me with an expression I'd never seen before. His dark eyes were soft, concerned, and comple
Killian's POVI watched Elara rush out of the room like her life depended on it, and my gut clenched with worry. Something was wrong. Very wrong.The way she'd gone pale while looking at her phone, the tremor in her voice when she lied about some celebrity couple - I wasn't buying any of it. Elara might be good at hiding things, but I'd learned to read the subtle signs. The way her shoulders tensed. How her breathing changed. The slight shake in her hands before she clenched them into fists.I stared at the door she'd disappeared through, my jaw tightening. What was she hiding this time?My fingers found my phone, and I dialed Marcus without thinking twice."Sir?" His voice was crisp and alert."Has anyone been lurking around my wife recently?" I asked, my voice low and serious. "Any suspicious activity? Strange cars? People following her?""No, sir. My men are on high alert. We've had eyes on her since you gave the order. Nothing out of the ordinary, except for the hospital visit aft
Elara's POVI opened my eyes slowly, blinking against the afternoon sunlight streaming through my bedroom windows. My body felt much better than it had this morning - the throbbing in my head had dulled to a manageable ache, and my muscles didn't feel like they'd been run over by a truck anymore.I sat up in bed, stretching my arms above my head, when I nearly jumped out of my skin. Killian was sitting on the cushioned chair in the corner of my room, his long legs stretched out in front of him, scrolling through his phone like he owned the place.My heart hammered against my chest from the shock. "Welcome to earth, sleeping princess," he said without looking up from his screen, a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth.I rubbed my eyes, still trying to process what I was seeing. "What are you doing here?" My voice came out rougher than I intended, thick with sleep.He finally looked up, his dark eyes meeting mine. "I came to pick you up. You were sleeping, and I didn't want to dist
Killian's POVI stared at my phone after ending the call with Elara, shaking my head slowly. What a weird lady. She couldn't wait to get out of that hospital fast enough. One minute she's unconscious from a car accident, the next she's running home like the place was on fire.My jaw clenched as I leaned back in my leather office chair. Something didn't feel right about that accident. The timing was too convenient, too suspicious. My gut was telling me there was more to it than just a simple crash.I reached for my desk phone and dialed Marcus, my head of security. He picked up on the first ring."Sir?""I need you to prepare bodyguards for my wife," I said, my voice low and serious. "But do it quietly. She can't know she's being followed. Make sure they're the best we have - invisible but effective.""Understood, sir. How many men?""Three shifts. I want her covered twenty-four seven." My fingers drummed against the wooden desk. "And Marcus? If anything happens to her, anything at all
Elara's POVThe morning sun was barely peeking through the hospital blinds when I threw off my covers and started gathering my things. My body ached all over, and my head still throbbed from the concussion, but I couldn't stay in that room another minute. Adrian's threats kept echoing in my mind, making my skin crawl every time I remembered his cold laughter.I hurried down the hallway, my legs still unsteady from yesterday's ordeal. Sarah was waiting by the nurses' station, her arm in a sling but looking much better than she had the night before."Ma'am, you should rest more," she said, worry creasing her forehead.I shook my head firmly. "You need to go home and rest properly. I'm fine." My voice came out rougher than I intended. "But first, I need to check on our driver."We spent the next hour at his bedside. He was conscious but weak, hooked up to machines that beeped steadily. The doctors said he was stable but needed time to recover from whatever he'd ingested. My stomach twist
Elara's POVMy heart nearly stopped beating. Six months? The words echoed in my head like a broken record. My hands started shaking as I stared at my aunt's face, searching for any sign that this was some cruel joke."Six... six months?" I stammered, my voice barely a whisper. My throat felt like sandpaper.Suddenly, my aunt's face broke into a smile. Then she started laughing - actually laughing like she'd just told the funniest joke in the world."Oh honey, I'm just joking!" she said between giggles, wiping tears from her eyes. "You were only out for a few minutes."Relief flooded through me so fast I felt dizzy. My whole body went limp against the hospital pillows. "Aunt, that wasn't funny at all," I said, my voice shaking with leftover fear.She squeezed my hand gently, her laughter fading into a warm smile. "I'm sorry, dear. I couldn't help myself. But I'm so glad you're fine." Her face grew more serious. "You should visit home soon. Your grandfather is really worried about you."