ELARA’S POV Another thunderclap tore through the sky as the wind howled and whipped around us. “Let’s go inside,” Nate said quickly. “We can talk there. It’s about to rain any second from now.” “Answer the fucking question, Nate!” I yelled, voice shaking. “Did you submit those divorce papers you made me sign two years ago or not?” He didn’t say a word. Just stood there, staring at me, his expression unreadable. His silence only made my rage boil hotter. “Answer me, Nate!” My voice cracked. “Tell me I’m just being paranoid. Tell me I misunderstood. That someone else is lying to me. That this is all just a messed up mix up.” He hesitated… then said it. “It’s not.” And everything around me stopped. “It’s not a mix-up. I didn’t submit the papers like I was supposed to.” Then the sky cracked open, and the rain poured down in heavy sheets. It felt as if the skies were mocking me so hard right now they were crying. He immediately pulled off his suit jacket and tri
ELARA’S POV My stomach dropped and my chest tightened. Jenna was crazy. That had to be the only explanation for the garbage she was spewing. My hand instinctively went to my neck, clutching the cold pendant that rested there. The same pendant Nate gave me just a me last night, his way of apologizing for what he thought was a misunderstanding. Even after I told him I was fine, he still kept checking in, trying to cheer me up. He never stopped asking how I was feeling. But still… that one thing Jenna said stuck out. she said Nate was the reason had told her all about his enemies and when she said. And Someone was coming to find me. Someone who’d make me wish I were dead? I don’t want to believe it. I don’t want any part of what she said to be true, she probably made up a story that just rhymed with my current situation. but the way she looked when she said those last words? It rattled something inside me. No. Stop it, Elara. She’s lying. Just like always. I g
ELARA’S POV I raised a brow. “He told you? Your Mr. Perfect, Nathaniel?” “He did,” she said. “He did?” I echoed, trying my best not to burst out laughing. I know she’s lying… she just gave herself away. Nate had no idea where I was going. He doesn’t even know I’m out here. And I definitely didn’t tell the house staff anything about heading to the courthouse. So she found out some other way. Maybe by stalking me? She’s probably been following me for a while. If she knew I was in New York and exactly where to find me… Something’s not right. It could be dangerous. Something is wrong with her. If she’s going to this much length just to ruin my relationship with Nate— Wait. How did she even find out about us? I haven’t told anyone. And even though we never talked about keeping things quiet, I don’t think Nate would’ve told anyone either. “He tells me everything,” she went on. “He said once he’s done with you and that little company of yours, we’ll be together again
ELARA’S POV I didn’t flinch. Not when Jenna clapped. Not when her words dripped venom. Not even when the coffee shop grew silent and I could feel the two people at the far end of the café staring. I just stared back at her, chin high, heart steady. “You think you’re powerful now, don’t you?” she said, stepping closer. “You think being with Nate Hales makes you untouchable.” “Not everyone is like you, Jenna. It’s just like you said — I’m Elara fucking Westwood. I don’t need to manipulate or betray people to get what I want. And I don’t need a man to feel powerful. I am my own being.” She burst into laughter. A short, sharp, mocking sound. “It’s always good to be an independent woman,” she said, “because now I know why Nate is using you.” That made me pause. “Excuse me?” “Oh,” she said with a shrug, like this was just casual gossip. “He told me everything that’s been going on.” “Why would he do that?” “Because he loved me, Elara. He said I was the one he wanted. T
Elara’s POV She was smiling. That was the first red flag. The Jenna I remembered from just a few weeks ago wasn’t smiling. She was distant. Cold. Slippery. She vanished without warning after I told her to stop crossing boundaries in my personal life. At the time, I thought maybe I was too harsh. But since then, everything I’ve uncovered has made one thing crystal clear. She didn’t disappear. She planned her exit. And she made sure to leave behind enough poison to drown my company quietly. I didn’t want to believe it. I went out of my way to give her the benefit of the doubt. But the evidence emails, review patterns, client leaks, payout trails—it all pointed to her. Now she was standing in front of me like nothing had happened. Like we were still friends. “Elara?” she said sweetly, arms wrapping around me. “It’s been ages. What are you doing here?” I didn’t return the hug. I pulled back slowly and kept my face blank. “Running errands,” I said flatly. “Oh… okay,” she mumbled
ELARA’S POV“Before I can trust again, I need to know the truth.”The last thing I wanted to do was get in bed with Nate again — not when those papers I found were flashing in my head like a neon light.But then again… I can’t have him suspecting anything.Not yet.I want to be sure first.Even if he swears he’s not hiding anything, I still wouldn’t believe it — not with those papers under the bed. But what if it’s a setup? What if someone’s trying to come between us?But who would even know where I am? The only person who knows I’m staying here is Elliot. And none of it makes sense.It’s already hard enough that Nate made me sign those papers years ago. He made it clear in front of a crowd that we were done. If it turns out he never submitted them.that it was all for nothing that the embarrassment I faced meant nothing…I don’t know how I’ll handle that.Yes, he explained his reasons before. I agreed to give him a chance after everything. I told myself to leave the past in the pa