Layla's POV I didn't want to say those things to her. But I couldn't help it. I just wanted Elena to remember her place and why the hell she was there... With Noah. The man that I should be getting married to today. Technically I was still the one getting married to him. It was my name, surname, ID... The only difference was that I wasn't the one writing it. I tossed my phone onto the bed and exhaled sharply.What the hell was that?'You're not the type of woman a person like Noah Reynolds would want to be with anyway.'I didn’t mean it. I swear I didn’t. But the words came out like venom...and maybe, just maybe, a part of me meant every single one of them.Aish! All this frustration of not knowing how today would go was eating at me. Elena was already doing her part; I had mine under control, too... I think. I stared at the wall in front of me, one of Alfonso’s temporary safe houses in the suburbs. Cheap white paint, wooden floors that creaked if you breathed too hard, and a T
Elena's POV The day had finally arrived. Some of us, like me, dreaded it. Others were happy I would be gone in less than a few hours...while the rest, in a few hours they would never know I even existed. I stood in front of the mirror, smoothing the fabric of my pale white dress for the tenth time, willing my reflection to look composed, calm... beautiful even, But no amount of effort could hide the storm twisting beneath my skin.It was the same dress I saw a few days ago at the boutique, only that... It's been Norafied...ha! That was what she said. Nora came over yesterday evening to deliver the gown and sincerely... I was shocked. It was different from before, way different. The sleeves were gone, replaced with thin straps with embroidery design. The neckline went a bit lower to show more cleavage and the length... Cut down to the knee just as I asked.Sincerely I was shocked. I didn't really expect a good job from her since she wasn't really my fan, but damn did the lady t
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