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I was curled up in bed, tears streaming down my face. I didn't even bother to change into my pajamas last night. It was still storming today. My father came home late last night, so before that I had dragged myself up to my bedroom. I managed to sleep, but it is like I have this pit of hurt in my stomach that won't go away, and it makes me feel nauseous.
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Elona's POVToday was moving day for me. With a heavy heart, I started packing my bags for my move. The apartment that I would be living in already has furniture in them. My dad made sure of that. As I fold my clothes and pack them in boxes, I just felt this heaviness in me. I'm leaving my father behind, he would be alone. Cris is also moving and it won't be the same anymore. Part of this reason of me moving closer to VFS is because of Tristan and the heartache he caused me.I think that making the decision to move away will be best for me. I just don't want to see him often. I want to heal from things and I think this might be the best for myself. As I walked towards the vanity cabinet, I opened the jewellery boxes and checked what to pack in. But then my eyes landed on the beads...those familia
Tristan's POVI stood in the crowded lounge as Elona walked away from me with Spooky. He looked at me, reassuring me that he would take good care of her. I wanted to be the one to walk with her but nothing has changed. I screwed this up unintentionally. I guess I was selfish to have s^x with her and to actually beg her to take me back in that moment, it was wrong. But I knew she wanted me in that moment, it was a resistance she put up after that.I let out a heavy sigh as I scanned through the crowd after Elona and Spooky disappeared out the front door. I couldn't see Cris anywhere. I moved to the sliding door where more students were and I saw her sitting on a bench with a boy who was smoking. My jaw clenched as anger erupted inside of me. He will not influence my daughter to smoke weed or whatever they smoke.I stormed out into the backyard and stopped in front of them. Cris looked at me, her eyes wide
Elona's POVHis hand was warm on my skin as his eyes burned into mine. My heart raced as I looked at the man in front of me. His grip on my wrist tightened as he dragged me with him. I had to keep up with his strides, no one else seemed to care that there was an older man at the party. It was strictly for students...Well, for now."Let go of me!" I yelled over the music, but he kept on walking, ignoring my pleas. "Tristan!" I tried to yank my wrist out of his hold but he was too strong. Some girls looked at him and I knew that they were attracted to him and then I caught a glimpse of Grace. The one who pushed me on camp. The one I might never forgive for being part of the reason of a life that was lost all because she has a crush on Tristan, I mean, who doesn't?Tristan pulled me into a luxurious bathroom. "Tristan!" With a sharp click, Tristan closed the door behind me and locked it. I tried to pull my
Elona's POVCris and I went to this manor. It was one of the student's homes. Apparently, his parents were out of town and they were filthy rich. Although Cris and I come from wealth ourselves with hardworking dads, his life was the same as ours, although better as he had both his parents alive. I tugged on my mini black skirt that flared out with my white top that was tucked into it. My hair was loose. I felt self-conscious, but why would I feel this way when I'm not in front of the camera? I'm a model, so I should be confident."Stop tugging on that skirt, you look perfect," Cris muttered as she grabbed my wrist and pulled my hand away from my skirt while we walked down the street towards the entrance of the manor.I sighed, "I feel self-conscious," I said.
Elona's POVIt was the day of our graduation. I was wearing my cap and gown as people entered the school auditorium. I was so happy that this chapter of my life would be ending, and then I get to move away from home. Away from Tristan and pursue my dreams. I scanned the crowd, but my nerves became evident... I was seeking Tristan out in the crowd."Everything will be okay," my dad said as he stood in front of me. "If you see Tristan just don't let him get to you. I know he can be okay one moment and then a hot head the next. I think you bring that out of him," he said, as he now scanned the crowd too."Yeah, I guess I bring that out of him." I sighed."I'm here!" my dad and I turned around to see Cris running towards us. "Hey," she said as she stood in front of us."You look beautiful," my dad told her. Redness crept up into her cheeks."Than
Tristan's POVAfter seeing Elona in that hallway at school, especially with Monroe, didn't make things better for me. All the anger was just pouring out of me, yet I still wanted her. If I didn't care about her, this wouldn't have affected me, right? I entered the dining area where my parents were sitting at the table. I have been stuck in my study room all day after getting back from picking Cris up at school."Finally, you are out of that study room," my mother said as she sipped her tea. My father was reading a newspaper as usual. I pulled a chair out of the table and I took a seat."Yeah, I guess I needed a break," I said as I rested my elbow on the table."Cris had mentioned about Elona and I wonder if there is more to that. I know you bury yourself in work, but you cannot do that forever, especially with what Austin did with your business.I sighed, "I don't want to talk about it," I said, but then Cris appeared, pulled a chair out from the table and took a seat, her phone in ha







