I flinch at the loud sound of the gun. My eyes squeezed shut, my body quivers non-stop. My heart skips a beat as Kristen's body falls lifeless with a sickening thud. Slowly, I open my eyes, my brows furrowing as fear washes over me. Kristen is dead, blood oozing out of his forehead. I swallow hard. “He was a bother; you don't need someone like him,” Luke says, wiping his hands and tossing the gun aside. He comes in front of me and crouches. I'm shaking with fear as I stare down at him. I gulp again, my eyes frantically searching his. “Y..you killed him” I stutter, my voice hoarse. Will he kill me too? Does he know that I found out about his secrets? Will he kill me the way he had Gabbie killed? My mind races with thoughts, and my body trembles non-stop. I recoil as Luke reaches out to caress my cheek. His eyes seem lost, his voice airy as he says, “I can't have everything he has, I'll just take you,” he says, ignoring my question. My mind remains on Kristen, my body recovering f
My eyes sweep past Kendrick and three other men, my eyes locking onto the big projector screen. I feel a pang in my chest. “Elodie,” I hear Kendrick call out to me, but his voice is muffled and distant in my head. I don't even want to look at him as I stand face-to-face with the large screen. Charlotte's image stares back at me, and the room starts to spin.What had John said again? Kendrick is looking for someone, and it's been going on for a while. On the screen next to Charlotte's image is a radar, accompanied by many other materials around the room. Then it hits me, and it feels like I've been punched in the gut. It's not Luke Kendrick has been searching for; it's Charlotte. I feel my heart clench in my chest, my body searing with internal misery. How was I so stupid? My eyes trail down to the table with papers scattered like autumn leaves on it. I slowly approach the table, my mind tuning out Kendrick's voice as he calls out to me repeatedly. I pick the papers up, my eyes s
If Charlotte really is Camila, and her death was a fake, does it mean Luke purposefully had it all planned knowing well enough Kendrick would go crazy because of it? His sudden travel to God knows where, is this his way of escaping the consequences of his actions? I lean back, multiple questions running through my mind at once as I stare down at Gabbie's letter. Even though some part of me wants to believe that Luke is innocent, a bigger part of me doubts it.Nevertheless, today I'm going to uncover the truth. If Gabbie truly is dead, then Luke is as monstrous as his deeds. I avert my eyes outside the car's window, my expression dull. So this is York town….. “Kael” I call out suddenly, my eyes fixed outside the window. “Ma'am” Kael answers. I pause a little, weighing the pros and cons. I don't wish for Gabbie to be dead, but if she is, I can't visit her home uninvited and empty-handed. I finally respond “If there are any flower shops nearby, I'd like to buy a bouquet” Minutes aft
Kendrick remains speechless, unsure how to respond. His lips are slightly parted, Elodie's voice echoing again and again in his head. Elodie retrieves her hand from his, feeling insecure as his response is a stunned silence. Kendrick opens his mouth to speak, but Eugene suddenly enters the scene. His face apologetic, he says “Sorry to interrupt you two love birds, but” he looks at Kendrick “Kendrick, we have a problem” Eugene leads them both down to the cabin far from the party. Inside, they meet Mayor Harrison and some of his escorts, and the cops. Elodie and Kendrick are both puzzled as they step in. “Mr Holland” one of the cops greets with a stern voice. Kendrick responds in the same manner, “What's this about?” The cop answers calmly “Sir, we'd like you to come with us to the station for questioning” “What?” Elodie's eyes widen with a mix of shock and confusion. Wait, why!??Kendrick remains calm and collected, with no signs of change in his voice or expression. “Why?” The
As Elodie reaches home, she manages a calm facade until she locks the bedroom door behind her. Finally, alone, she lets out a shriek, freeing her mind. Her face curls up, memories swirling inside her head. Unable to contain the emotions, she grins cheekily from ear to ear, her cheeks burning red. After a short twirl around the room, she dives underneath the sheets, wrapping herself up like a burrito. They kissed! Again! Only this time, it was more passionate, filled with whispers of love and muffled moans. Her heart was pounding hard, she felt so alive. This is it! Note to self: Kendrick is sexually attracted to her and cannot resist when she kisses him. As the memories replay themselves in Elodie's mind, her smiles slowly start to fade as Luke's face comes in. Her shoulders drop. She didn't even have the time to ask where he planned on traveling to. It's good tho, he needs some time away from this house. Speaking of which, Gabbie never returned with any message. Did she succeed
Elodie takes a step back, Luke's features coming into view. He's dressed in a caramel-colored suit, topped with a waistcoat and tucked into a pair of neatly pressed trousers. His bedhead brown hair is roughly swept to the side, giving him a cool but professional look. His brown eyes search for Elodie's in question. Still as handsome as ever, Elodie remarks inwardly. She responds “Ah, well, I came to see you. I want to talk over lunch” Talk about what? For a fleeting moment, Luke's face turns into a slight frown, but he quickly changes his expression, raising an eyebrow “Talk? What's wrong?” He asks. “Nothing much. Are you too busy?” “No,” Luke responds almost immediately. He can't refuse her, he doesn't want to. He'll just have to remind himself to be careful, Elodie can be very observant. “So, tell me, how have you been?” Elodie asks, seconds after they take their seat in the cafe next to the company. Luke throws her an incredulous stare “Is this what you want to talk about?”