Elena's POV Layla left first. Something about trying to prove to the waiter that she wasn't being kidnapped by anyone. The way the guy looked at me... I walked slowly towards the exit, my head deep in thoughts. Layla was Noah's fiancee. Shouldn't that be better than it being some rich, stuck-up girl? At least Layla was reasonable. Plus, she didn't expose me in front of everyone... So, that's a win. And at least I was no longer afraid of the thought of the real Layla just showing up out of nowhere and exposing me. But...It still hurt. Maybe even more than I thought it would.I blinked and a tear fell from my eyes. I was tired of blinking back the tears, so I just let it fall. Noah wasn't mine from the beginning. I was the one at fault for forgetting that for a second. "Hey... Layla?" A familiar voice called out. I knew he was talking to me but I didn't answer. Instead, I looked away from him so he couldn't see my tear-stained face. Before I could think of anything else, I
Elena's POV Layla didn't say anything; she just walked away. I didn't need her to say it even once for me to know that I had to follow her. I turned around to look at Noah. "Em... Noah, I'll be right back." Then I glanced at the older man who Layla came with. That must be her bastard father.He looked confused, too, but instead of saying anything, he just walked away. The woman beside him tried to call him back, but he dragged her along quietly.Layla must have said something to him already because if not, by now, my mission would be over, and I would have been running from my life. My heart kept drumming in my chest...I could swear that even Noah could hear it. This wasn't what I thought was the worst that could happen.The worst maybe was that Noah knew everything and wanted to disgrace me on this wonderful occasion... But this... This was just... "Where are you going?" Noah answered softly. He reached his hand forward to touch mine but I held it back, trying my best to stab
Layla's POV I didn't need to be a wiz to know what was happening. What was shocking was how the hell it was happening. Almost a week ago, I left my house... The huge mansion my father bought for me to apologize for his wrongdoings and move back in with him. He had been trying to apologize to me for months now, so I thought... Why not just agree to it?He was still my biological father, and he wanted the best for me... Maybe. Plus, he was getting me married to some handsome, wealthy dude, so, why not? So I did. I went back home. My father gave me the warmest greeting he had ever given me, even going as far as throwing a party to welcome me back into the house. But it was all a facade... I knew. He only wanted me to feel welcome so I wouldn't leave again. I didn't plan on leaving anyways unless the man he wanted me to marry was an old fucker. It's been years since I'd been here last. Everything was different. The house looked even bigger. I blinked staring at the house. It w
Elena's POV The party was already in full swing by the time we arrived.Noah came right on time to pick me up. That man was born handsome, so I wasn't really surprised when he came out of the car dressed in a three-piece suit looking breathtaking.His hair was styled back in a way that made me just want to ruffle it. But I couldn't, I couldn't bring myself to make the man fall even more for me. It would be just pure evil.Like the gentleman he was, he opened the door for me, then got in through the other side. This ride was a bit different from the others we took together. For starters he wasn't the ome driving. Also, just like our last car rides, none of us spoke a word... but the awkward silence was gone. Or maybe it was just me.I could barely think right throughout the entire ride. I didn't even dare look towards Noah side, afraid he might see through my facade that I was trying so hard to pull together. 'Elena get your head in the game!' I shouted inwardly at myself. Ther
Elena's POVThis wasn’t my first time attending events like this, so I knew how to act. What to say? How to smile.So then… why was I still so nervous?I took in another deep breath, reminiscing what happened earlier in the morning. It was Saturday.I’d woken up feeling fine. Layla had called earlier, rambling about how her day was going and how things with her father were finally looking up. Apparently, the man she was being engaged to was even more striking than she expected; at least according to how her father described him. But he refused to give her a picture, claiming they were going to meet soon, so it would be of no use. Honestly? I agreed with him.Sometimes a little mystery was sexy.We talked for hours before my stomach interrupted the conversation with a loud growl, reminding me I hadn't eaten. I got out of bed, half awake, while thinking of what to make for breakfast.That was until the doorbell rang.I frowned. I hadn’t ordered anything. Layla wasn’t in town. Who else
Noah's POV Something was wrong with Layla, I could feel it. She acted surprised when she saw me, her eyes flashed as though she was hiding something, but then it disappeared. For a second, I thought I was just imagining it. But I wasn't the kind to imagine things. "Maybe it was the thought of seeing her parents again," I concluded inwardly walking back to my room. I couldn't fall asleep after the movie date me and Layla had. She was everything I had ever wanted in a woman and more. Someone sophisticated at the same time, simple, serious at the same time, jovial, and crazy at the same time reasonable. I thought that kind of woman didn't exist... Maybe apart from the lady, my grandfather claimed he met a few years ago. The reason he was not normal now. The reason he had not only dementia but Alzheimer's disease. I let out a sigh, sitting up on the bed again.I just couldn't sleep. My grandfather's sickness kept haunting me like a plague. It was fucking annoying. What was eve