LOGINCASPIANHer eyes were filled with emptiness then it filled with something else.Rage.“I think, I have expressed my gratitude enough. You should go. Now,” she ordered but I remained where I was.“Don’t think I would repeat myself Mr Quinn, all I have to do is press this,” she gestured to a button connected to a remote and I raised a brow.Did she think I was scared of security?She was still speaking when I fished my hand into my breast pocket and moved closer.“Here,” I said, my voice unrecognizable as I thrust an old piece of newspaper in her hands.“That is YOU,” i pointed out to the headlines. Her eyes skimmed over the paper in surprise and annoyance before they finally settled to read.“You went missing shortly after that, do you not remember?” I questioned, half annoyed, half confused.The doctors had told me it was possible for her to have gotten amnesia but I didn’t want to believe it. There had to be some form of recognition somewhere.As she looked at the paper, I fished in
Elara’s pov“Elara,” he called but I refused to look at him.“I’m sure you want to talk about how I could possibly repay you, then I’m sorry but you should have left me to die,” I said curtly. Finally meeting his gaze.He stood there, a familar air around him as he took me in. I recognized something about him and found myself not shrinking in fear at how cold his eyes were.Or maybe because they weren’t trying to hide anything. Maybe because they were real or maybe because his eyes refracted something…warm.“I didn’t save you because you were bleeding out on the floor. I didn’t save you out of kindness,” he said and found a chair to perch in.My eyes followed his movement as he took a serious pose. I frowned.If it wasn’t out of charity or whatever rich people do, then why bother to save my life?“I saved you because the Elara I know wouldn’t be sitting here pretending not to see what’s right in front of her,” he said and the room went still.Before a small chuckle left my lips.“I se
Elara’s povA guttural scream escaped my throat. The smell of blood engulfing me. The men, horror filled their eyes as they paused.I was breathing hard before watching Mrs Martha give a curt nod and the men came back to take me.“Wait,” I managed,”please,” I begged but no one stopped.And nobody came to my aid. A warm sticky substance flowed down my legs by the time I was thrown beyond the gates into the street. My bags followed soon after, scattering out all of my belongings across the gravel as my strength began to fail me.Nobody spared me a glance as the gates were shut against me. I was on the floor, an emptiness engulfing me as all I could no longer differentiate between air or blood.Tears leaked from my eyes as I circled my stomach with my fingers. Red liquid stained the tips, pain flowed violently over my pelvis as I stayed down, looking at the moon with a bitterness clouding my heart.I had given Nathan everything he had asked of me. Including a child and somehow, it hadn
Elara’s povMy hands stilled over the papers as I tried to make sense of what I was seeing.DIVORCE SETTLEMENT.The words blurred at first, then sharpened painfully when I forced my vision to hold. The date sat beneath it like a final insult. Five hours ago.Five hours was all it had taken for everything I knew to be rewritten into something I could no longer recognize.“You’ve embarrassed the Wilson family enough,” Nathan said.His voice was flat, stripped of anything human I could hold onto. Not anger, not hesitation, not even discomfort. Just finality, like I had already been erased and he was only completing the process.The door behind me opened, and I heard the steady rhythm of heels entering the room. Two pairs, unhurried and deliberate, as if the space belonged to them more than it ever had to me.Mrs Martha walked in first and stopped beside me without a glance of acknowledgment. Her expression was sharp and openly contemptuous, as though I had always been beneath her toleran
Elara’s pov;“My son doesn’t have to answer to you,” Mrs. Martha hissed.I didn't shrink. I looked at Nathan and waited. His gaze flicked to me. Guilt flashed but it was gone in a heartbeat.“El, it’s nothing serious, I promise.” He forced a smile as Vanessa slipped her arm through his.“I’ll be back. Then we can go home.”I shook my head, throwing the covers over my feet and sitting up straight.“I’m well enough to come,” I said, voice steady. “I’m your wife.”Vanessa gave a mocking glance to that but I ignored her and attempted to stand up. A hand forcibly pushed me back down.“Nathan and Vanessa can handle it. You should rest,” Mrs. Martha cooed. “Listen to my mother,” Nathan said, then turned without a second glance and walked out with Vanessa.The door shut and a sharp cry tore out of my throat. Mrs. Martha had pinched my arm hard. “I won’t let you ruin his chance at mayor. Don’t come home today.” She hissed then headed for the door and paused.My eyes trained on her as she ha
Elara’s POV“Sign the divorce papers, Elara.” Nathan slid the document across the polished mahogany table without meeting my eyes.“You’ve embarrassed the Wilson family enough.”My eyes burned and my throat closed. Would he still throw me out if he knew the truth?In five hours, the man who once swore under fairy lights and champagne to protect me forever would demand I vanish from his life.The kitchen smelled of bleach and lemon polish. Mrs. Martha’s heels clicked across the marble like gunshots“Why are you standing there like a useless statue? The luncheon starts in three hours and this place is still filthy.”I gripped the mop handle. My stomach twisted hard. The ache had been growing for days, but I’d asked for ten minutes to lie down and she’d laughed.I dragged the mop slowly. Sweat beaded on my temples. My vision blurred at the edges.“You lazy thing! Still in one spot!?”She crossed the room in seconds, face twisted. This was the woman who once called me her daughter.I swa







