Elena POVEarly the next morning, the air was crisp as Alex pulled up to the cemetery gate. I held a small bouquet, hands trembling against the green plastic wrap. My heart felt heavy. Every inch of me wished my parents were still here, holding my hands, telling me everything would be okay.“You ready?” Alex asked quietly.I nodded, even though my legs felt like jelly. “Yeah,” I whispered.He parked and came around to my side. No words. Just a strong, warm palm hovering at my back like an unspoken promise as we made our way up the narrow path.That’s when I saw it.Sunflowers. Bright yellow petals against the gray marble of my parents’ grave. They hadn’t been here the last time. I stopped walking.My throat closed up as I stared at them, their blooms so alive, their colors so loud it felt like they were humming.Sunflowers.A tear slipped before I could catch it.There was only one person who knew.Nick.Nick was the only one who knew my mom loved sunflowers. Dad used to call me his
Elena POV“I am your what now?” I turned to him fully, brows raised so high I felt my forehead crease in disbelief.Alex didn’t flinch. His hand still held mine, resting firm and warm on my lap like he had every right to be touching me. His other hand gripped the steering wheel a little too tight.“My wife,” he said again, slower this time. “That’s what you are.”I blinked at him. Then blinked again. “Are you drunk?”He actually smiled. That irritating, confident smirk that made me want to throw my shoe at him sometimes. “No, Elena. I’m just stating the obvious.”“Obvious?” I scoffed. “You mean the contract marriage obviously? The one you keep reminding me is just ink on paper?”He didn’t answer right away. Just drove in silence for a few seconds, his jaw twitching. I could feel the air between us thick with tension.“You didn’t answer,” I pressed on not allowing him to escape this afternoon, ruining my meeting with Damien.His voice dropped, rough and low. “ Because, I’m tired of pre
Elena POV After the sudden call from Damien that day I decided there was no harm in accepting his invitation. Just that this time it was done in a very open space.I still haven't recovered from the last incident between me and Pete. The other time I was raped,it was in a closed space.The third time would never happen at all . Not like I didn't trust Damien, I just can't risk it no more.“ Hey” he greeted, “ sorry” he stood up immediately to pull out my chair for me “ Hey you” I settled down at the table gently. “ oh, thank you, ” I replied.He pulled over a waiter and asked what I wanted, “ I'll have just pancakes and a cup of sweet coffee with extra cream”“ I'll have anything she's having”The waiter smiled and retreated to get what we ordered leaving the both of us in awkward silence.“ So,” I said, trying to loosen the tension. “ You called?”Damien smiled and nodded in approval. “ Yes I did.”“ Hmmm….how did you get my number?”I asked, a brow raised.“oh, registry.” He shrugg
Elena POV “Leave me alone, Alex,” I whispered, brushing his hand away from my shoulder. I didn’t mean for it to come out so harsh, but I just… couldn’t anymore.My body was tired. My heart felt bruised. My head was full of noise. Everything ached—my back, my legs, my chest, my soul.I just wanted to be alone for five damn minutes. But of course, he was still there. Hovering and watching me like a hawk.Not that I'm exaggerating things but even when he wasn't with me, he still kept a maid on my tail.Sometimes I even feel like the CCTV cameras are watching me.He blinked, taken aback. His lips parted like he wanted to say something, but nothing came out.“Elena…” he said after a second, softly. “What’s wrong? Talk to me.”I let out a shaky breath and slowly sat on the edge of the bed, fingers curling around the edge of the blanket.God.Where do I even start?“I don’t know,” I murmured, my voice barely above a whisper. “Everything just feels… wrong. Off. Heavy.”I mean this is what I
Elena POV After I finally got rid of Alex, I let out the breath I didn't know I was holding. Tears welling up in my eyes. He now knows that I'm pregnant. What if he takes the baby? What if I won't be able to live here anymore? Thinking about all the horrible things that might happen in the next hours made me hungry. I looked over at the food the nurse had brought in earlier and began digging. As I took the glass of water my hand should slightly. Yesterday night made me shiver. If Alex hadn't come just in time, would Pete have really taken me even as he knew I was pregnant? Was that how horrible and desperate he was? How could I not have noticed all this while dating him? To have thought that I was going to marry that riffraff of a man was a nightmare and I thank God I didn't oversleep in. Would I say that the betrayal was a blessing in disguise. Oh God! And to even think that he was the one who sent Lucas to rape me. I shook in tears. What have I ever done to
Alex POVI was still standing there, stunned, shocked and regret written over my face, when Nick barged into the hospital hallway.“Alex, what the hell happened?” he said, almost out of breath. “Is the baby okay?”Wait.What?I blinked. “What did you just say?”He paused, looking guilty as hell. “…The baby. Is it?”“You knew?” My voice was low and deadly. “You knew she was pregnant and didn’t tell me?”Nick didn’t even flinch. “Yeah. I knew.”I clenched my fists.“And you didn’t think I deserved to know?”“No,” he snapped. “Not after what you did. Not after how you treated her like garbage. She trusted me, Alex. I wasn’t gonna betray that for you.”Betray me?The fuck man! We're brothers for crying out loud and you choose her over me? Bro code.But I could only say those things in my head because his actions were justified. I have been a bad husband more than a good one.I looked away, my jaw clenched tight, my heart heavier than it had ever felt.Before I could say anything back, th