Married To My Friend's Husband

Chapter One 

Elara's POV 

It was today. Just like every marriage had an anniversary, mine did but it was a constant reminder that I was the second choice, I was the one who stood in the gap of some else. I've always craved to be Mrs. Lorne. But that dream almost did not happen but fate has other stories to tell but here I am suffering immensely the sins of another.

 I know you must be thinking I am the bad guy in this story, maybe I stole someone else's husband, but it was quite a steal, and I regret it now. I should have let things go.

My name is Elara Vance. The only daughter to the Vance family. I come from an average family, nothing much but we could afford three square meals without a fault. I was married to the dreamiest man in the city. Mason Lorne. The CEO and billionaire of the Lorne Enterprise, a family business he took charge off when he was just a teenager, after his father had passed. 

But I was married to him now, on the outside we were a perfect couple and Mason was polite but behind he close doors, he cared less about me.

I hoped to change things that year as we clocked two years together. It has been a rollercoaster of emotions and our marriage was like a plaster to a leaking gas pipe. 

While I stood in the kitchen, I used my hand towel to wipe off the sweat off my forehead as I stared in admiration. I had prepared a master piece, the Mansion was Empty, I had leased all the household staff on a abrupt day off to spend the day with my husband, Mason.

I carried the last plate, heading to the dinning table when I heard approaching steps, he walked down the stairs already dressed up for work, as he usually do but it was a Saturday... What could he have to do on a Saturday, when he has assistants to do all the dirty work.

My eyes ran through him, he was wearing the tuxedo black suit he had gotten from his last  trip to Paris, his hell was well gelled back, his blues yes lingered at the table for a moment but a frown appeared on his face in displeasure.

"What's going on here? And where are all the staff?" He asked looking around not caring what was on the table.

 I stood there, as I gulped down the saliva that had stuck on my throat, before I hastily took off the apron I had on and undid my hair, I had tied up in a ponytail.

I was dressed in a simple red gown, my dad had bought for me for my graduation for college, it still fitted and it served the purpose well.

"Uhmm... Mason.. I sent them away." I said, trying to mask up a smile.

" And why would you do that? What gave you the right to do that?" He requested, I froze for a second, then proceeded to say.

"It's our anniversary...today...and I was ho...ping that you spe...nd it with me.." I said, I didn't fear him. I just feared his response. Mason was never abusive physically, he just didn't care. I know he blamed me for all that happened. I was the reason his happiness was shattered. His eyes held so much hate for me, I knew he couldn't stand me but there was still a glimmer of hope that he could have breakfast with me for the first time in two years. 

It's been two years and I didn't know what Mason's touch felt like, he had left me on the night of our wedding to catch some fun with his buddies and got drunk. We barely saw each other, he leaves home at the break of dawn and returns at the dead of dust. Just to avoid me.

This marriage was built on shambles and I have to make him see reason for this marriage to work.

He looked at me, like I was playing a joke, "anniversary?" He questioned and I nodded immediately.

The silence that reign between us was definite. He then broke the silence saying." I have a meeting today with the president, you can suit yourself or buy whatever you need." He said, and just like that he walked out the door, not waiting for my response, but the loud thunder of the door shrieked me back to reality.

 Feeling lost and defeated, I collapsed to the chair in utter disappointment. I stared at the drugs I bought earlier today to make Mason want me so I could have a baby for the Lorne family but all was shattered, I had an appointment with him today and it was the same old story. 

The Lorne family had booked an appointment with the family doctor for me, I was tired but I didn't have the liver to tell anyone I was Mason's wife for two years and he never touched me. Everyone assumed our not ability to conceive was my fault but how was it possible if Mason avoided me like a pandemic at home? I didn't know I was in tears until the tear hit my hand, that rested on the table. I wiped them off quickly as I stood up, 

"It was all for nothing..." I said to myself , as I grabbed my hand bag, resting on the couch, heading for the hospital for my monthly routine check up.

I got into my car, as I started the engine, and drove off to the hospital,

The ride was long and quiet for me, as soon as I got to the hospital, I got out after parking, as I walked down to the main entrance, the nurses knew my face by now already.

"Good morning, Mrs. Lorne..the Doctor would see you shortly..." She told me, I tried to mask up a smile as I nodded, I headed to the waiting room, my phone binged, thinking it was Mason, it was only a reminder alarm for my visit to the hospital.

I breath out, as I turned only to crash into someone, her bag fell to the floor, I immediately bent over to pick it up, 

"So sorry ma'am..." I said as I rose up my eyes met with her gaze, she looked at me as if trying to remember.

"Elara darling....?" She called, she was the sole reminder of the cause of all my problems.

"Grandma Mag...." I called...