Elena's POV I sighed loudly so the girls would notice, and they did. All of them turned to look at me. "What if she does? It's not like it isn't true." Keisha released her grip on Kaila and stood up... giving me her full attention. "Look who the cat dragged in. The entitled fucking heiress who just appeared out of nowhere took her parent's name and Noah's hand." "Technically he asked for my hand, but yes... It is I." I retorted with a small smile on my face. "Are you ready to face us like a real lady... Or are you still going to hide behind your fiance." Keisha gloated with a smirk. Damn her pretty face. "If by us, you meant only you... Then bring it on. Honny I would beat you like your mother should have, but... If that..." I pointed at Sasha who was now also glaring at me. "If that is joining the fight. I'll stick with hiding behind my fiance." "You're a fucking coward." Keisha snorted giggling a bit. "A fucked up, overly entitled..." I stepped forward slowly... one more wor
Elena's POV Kaila must have told them a lot about me for them to be shocked about me bowing to them. But oh well... Keisha gave Kaila a look and she shrugged. "Mistresses... Is there anything you want?" A shop attendant walked in and interrupted the moment, drowning the building tension. The lady was dressed in a shirt and pants... A uniform, and she looked as if her idols just passed by. The truth was, although the first person was a mystery to me... I was a little familiar with the Cavill surname. Who wouldn't be? They were almost on par with the Reynolds. Maybe I was a bit dense when I heard Noah's surname, but I knew the Cavill's. I've also heard about Keisha Cavill. She was not only a graduate of the top college in the country, but she was also a model...had been since she was 5. That would explain the tall, straight legs, glowing skin, and long blond hair. If I hadn't met Layla, I would have said she was beautiful...but Layla could pull off that kind of beauty than an
Elena's POV 'In the Reynolds family, we don't propose to our women, not with a ring. Once we are sure of the way we feel about them we agree to marriage. On the wedding day, that's when we give them the ring.There is a ring in the family that has been passed down to the Reynolds women from generation to generation. They are given the ring on the wedding day, and with that, they are identified as a member of the Reynolds family.'That was exactly what Noah said. Which meant that pestering him to give me the ring before the wedding was hopeless. Aish! I had to ponder on his words for two days now. Today was Saturday, yet I still couldn't understand what he meant by 'Identified as a member of the Reynolds family.'Lik,e come on! Who on earth practices such... It's such a mad tradition. "Oh, Lena, you've thought about this too much," I mumbled to myself, getting off the bed. I had kept to the promise I made myself. I was no longer allowing myself to think about what would have hap
Elena's POV My feet paused and I stared. Noah stood by the counter, back turned to me, shirt sleeves rolled up, hair tousled like he’d been running a hand through it. His fingers were wrapped around a glass of water, but he wasn’t drinking it. He was just... staring at it.God, he looked tired.What was he doing back at this time? He normally didn't come back this early. He looked as if he was deep in thought. This past few days the drug had started working. He forgot little things, and now it was graduating to bigger ones. It was making him go crazy. I hated seeing him like that... It hurt me, too 'It would all be over soon.' I consoled myself.Once he had finished his dosage, everything would be fine. He would stop forgetting things. Only his memories for the last few months would be gone. I...would be gone. I sighed, about to turn away when Noah's gaze caught mine. “Layla,” he said softly as if he hadn’t been sure I was still here. “You okay?”I should be the one asking t
Elena's POV "Aish!" I groaned after Layla ended the call. That bitch was just... "Argh!" I was just on my own, crying my eyeballs out for the last time; today was Thursday, and the medicine I had been feeding Noah for the past four days was starting to take effect. I just wanted to give myself one more chance. To cry one more time for my sins, to regret my actions one last time. After today... I was going full on the plan. No matter whatever feeling I had started growing for Noah... I was going to forget it and solely focus on the mission. At least that was my plan. And it was going to be great; I was almost done with my sobs when Layla's call came through. Sincerely I was shocked. 'Why would she call me?' I had wandered, staring at the vibrating phone skeptically. But I eventually gave in and answered at the second ring only for her to give me news about Jack. "Why on earth was he looking for me?" I groaned sitting up on the bed. How could he be so engrossed in a stranger?
Layla's POV As soon as I said those words silence followed. Then Elena's broken voice came through again. "W... What?" Who did she think she was playing? With those sobby tones of hers? The Elena I knew rarely cried. "Oh don't give me that bullshit." I groaned in annoyance, returning downstairs. "He looked like he had been very much acquainted with you, so don't you dare tell me that you don't know what I'm talking about." "I'm not saying that." She sniffled. "It's just... What does he want?" "He wanted to return your dress. The dress you wore on Saturday, you left it at his place." I mocked, pouring the milk into the bowl of cereal. I grabbed a spoon and stirred the contents, using my other hand to hold up my phone. "Should I tell you the funniest part? Huh? He called you by your real name! Your name. Elena! He said that." "Layla it's a long story." Elena groaned. Long story? Oh please, she was definitely hiding something, I could feel it. "Did he say anything else?" "You