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9: LETTER FROM THE PAST
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The Billionaire’s Regret 285: I ALREADY KNEW.
ELARA’S POV I don’t know if it’s because today is the first time I’ve come home alone in a long time, but the house feels darker than usual. too still, too empty. A small disappointment settles in my stomach when I realize Nate still isn’t here. I haven’t heard anything back from him. Every call I made went straight to voicemail. I take a deep breath. He’s probably busy. Everything’s fine. It has to be fine. I tell myself that as I sink onto the bed. My shoes, bag, and coat are scattered around me, but I’m too tired to care. Even though I was careful not to overwork today, exhaustion still clings to me like a weight. I close my eyes taking the lingering cologne, The next thing I know, my phone is ringing. Groaning, I fumble for my purse and pull it out. The second I see the caller ID, sleep leaves me completely. “Hello?” A small smile slips through. “Hey.” Something in his tone twists my stomach. “I tried calling earlier. I guess you were busy?” I si
The Billionaire’s Regret 284: ROSES AND SILENCE
ELARA’S POV: “We’ve finished the two side projects from a few months back,” Olivia said as she placed an overwhelming stack of files on my desk. “We only took the minor gigs, events and a few office jobs. Since you weren’t available, they were all approved by Mr. Sinclair before the team started working on them, of course.” My hands froze on the papers. “Mr. Sinclair?” “Yes, ma’am. You put him in charge when you left for your trip, right?” “Oh. Yes…” I don’t remember ever discussing that, but it makes sense now why the invoices look nothing like what I expected. “Please, go on, Olivia.” “Yes. We have a list of some of the more interesting clients we kept on the waiting list. Now that you’re here, we just need you to approve the ones we can take on for now.” “How many clients are we talking about in this top-priority list of yours, Olivia?” “If you flip to the next page in the file, we have ten.” “Ten?” “I know it’s not much, considering you must be all fuelled up and ready
The Billionaire’s Regret 283:
ELARA’A POV My hand hovers on the office door longer than it should. I read my nameplate once. Twice. Then again. Last time I walked into this office, it ended with a bloody note and my stomach emptying all over the floor. Ana’s silent gaze burns into my back. I force myself to twist the knob. The door swings open, revealing the familiar beige walls and neat arrangement of furniture. Everything’s back in place. No blood. No police tape. Like that night never happened. But dread curls in my stomach when I spot a massive bouquet on the coffee table at the far end of the room. I freeze. My feet won’t move. Is Nicolas trying to play another trick on me? What if it’s worse this time? The questions pile up, then still when I notice a small card tucked between the stems. My fingers tremble as I open it. I hope you miss me, because I miss you so much, love. A little red heart is drawn at the end. Love. Relief breaks through the panic. A smile almost slips out. Of course. It
The Billionaire’s Regret 282:
ELARA’S POVThe waiting room smells Nothing like the warmth of Nate’s cologne that’s still clinging to my sweater.It smells like lemon polish and anxiety. It’s too clean. Too quiet. The kind of quiet that makes you hear every breath you take, every second ticking off the clock on the wall.I sit on the couch, my purse clutched in my lap like a shield. My fingers keep brushing against the pink diamond on my ring finger. The dread tightening in my stomach, felt nothing like the past two days.The Two days of peace.Two days of him.The mornings had been soft again. He’d kissed my forehead more times than I could count, traced my stomach with his thumb like it was something sacred. And when I got ready for my day, he’d left me breakfast with cute note that currently tucked away in the safety of my purse. In that moment, I forgot how it felt to be terrified. Now, sitting here, that peace feels like a lie I told myself to survive.The door opens.“Mrs. Hales?”The therapist is ca
The Billionaire’s Regret 281: LIKE NORMAL COUPLES
ELARA’S POVThe sound of his cufflink snapping into place pulls me from the haze of sleep.Sunlight cuts through the curtains, glinting off his watch as he adjusts his tie in the mirror. He looks calm. Too calm. Like the man standing there isn’t the same one who had me trembling under his touch hours ago.My throat feels tight.The weekend bled out faster than I’d like. For once, I didn’t have to think about anything other than me and Nate, just us. No fighting, no running, no worrying about what he might be hiding.Over the past two days, it felt like nothing stood in our way. Well, except the constant challenge of keeping our hands to ourselves.I push back the tight feeling in my chest and focus on his reflection.He’s really going.“I can’t believe I actually convinced you,” I say, my voice still rough with sleep.He glances at me through the mirror, a small smile tugging at his lips. “You didn’t convince me, Elara. You just reminded me what I needed to do.”“That’s what convin
The Billionaire’s Regret 280: EMPTY THREATS
ELARAS POV. My breath catches, but I force the words out. “You should go on Monday.” He stills. The teasing disappears from his face, replaced by something deeper. “We’re not doing this now.” “Yes, we are,” I say quietly. “You said you’d think about it.” His jaw tightens. “I did. And I’m not leaving you.” I’ve accepted it. He’s not leaving. I don’t even want him to. But how do I pretend it’s fine when I know what he’s risking just to stay? he could stay and keep what he loves. “It’s just a meeting, You’ll only be gone for a day,” I insist. “Marcus will help you handle things. I’ll be safe here.” “Elara,” he says, shaking his head, “you really want to talk business while I’m this close to you?” He rests his arm on the edge of the tub, his fingertips trailing absently through the bubbles. The small ripples he makes reach me a few seconds later, brushing against my skin like a whisper. It’s maddening. The way he keeps his distance but still feels everywhere. I
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