Sebastian
With bated breath, I wait until the door opens. As soon as the doctor walked out, his eyes fell on me and a grim look crossed his face.
No. Please no! I step back, thinking the worst possible thing… Was she gone?
He walks towards me and folds his hands in front of him. “Mr. Dumont?” He asks, and I nod. “I am Dr. Harris and I oversaw the surgery on your wife… she was in an incredibly terrible crash that could have been fatal, were it not for the type of vehicle she was in and the fact that your driver swerved in time. She has multiple broken ribs that just missed her internal organs, the force of impact crushed her legs and will require multiple surgeries and physio to correct them. She is also severely concussed and we fear some damage has occurred. We have done an MRI on her and are currently awaiting her results. The next 48 hours will be crucial, Mr. Dumont. We are hoping she does not slip into a com
SebastianIt has been almost 2 weeks since Elena’s accident, and she still has not woken up. Her MRI scan this morning showed the swelling on her brain has gone down, so now it was technically a waiting game. She was breathing on her own now at least and has shown signs of early responses to light and touch. But that was about it. My son, who I haven’t named yet but who the nurses have started calling Lucky, has left his incubation chamber and I finally got to hold him. There is no other feeling than that of holding your child for the first time. The absolute love and adoration I felt just multiplied - Elena and my love created this. This precious little boy was ours.“How is my son doing today?” Isaac’s cheery voice follows his boisterous entry into the hospital room. He leans in to give me a hug and I chuckle and shake my head as I usually do when I see him. He was such an odd yet refreshing person to be around. The comp
ElenaIt’s dark... Where am I? Where is Sebastian?! Wait, who is Sebastian? Everything… Everything hurts so much. Why can’t I move? Was someone holding my hand? It feels so warm and familiar. “I miss you, petite pâquerette. Please come back to me.” Uhm… Who was that? Was that Sebastian? Why do I keep thinking of that name? I can’t open my eyes, why can’t I open my eyes?! They feel so heavy. I need to… Need to get up, I need to move! Maybe this person can help me, wait I can move my hand now and… and my eyes can open! I move my hand again and finally, my eyes start adjusting to the light. A pair of hazel eyes look at me with a shocked expression and immediately jump up and start kissing me and calling me Elena.Elena? Was that my name? Who is this?“Elena?” He asks again and I feel tears falling down my cheeks. I’m scared. I
SebastianEverything I have tried does not work. It is like my Elena is here, but she is not. The stories I tell her of our times together don’t seem to jog her memory at all. The doctor thought it unwise to introduce our son to her so soon. He said it might be too jarring and we could lose her further than we already have. I also did not mention her parents or sister, since the former might be dead and the latter might be the one who caused it.I am currently in our bedroom, sitting in our shared walk-in and staring at her clothes. They all still smell like her, even though they are clean and washed… they still had her scent on them. The ache in my heart hasn’t let up since she woke because when she looks at me all I see is emptiness - there is no love in her gaze. Sighing, I kill the light and walk out into our bedroom and sit down on her side of the bed. Would I ever make love to her in this bed again? Would I ever feel her embrace,
IsaacAs soon as I step out of Elena’s hospital room, the flamboyancy leaves my body and the smile drops from my face. I walk down the halls until I reach the exit and get into my Mercedes. Then I pull out my cell phone. “Still nothing, but it’s as we suspected. Attempted murder and from what I’ve overheard between Dumont and Somersett, there have been numerous attempts on Dumont’s life over the last few months.” The Scottish accent immediately drops as my usual Cockney one takes over. I give my report to my superior on the other end and await his response.“Hm, and you’re positive this was not the Thompson woman’s doing? She did try before.” The voice comes from the other end, but I shake my head to no one in particular. “No, Thompson was way too clumsy to attempt something like this. This goes deep into the older families. I’ll report back when I find out more. They all trust me.
ElenaIt’s as clear as day. We were nearing the villa, just turning the bend with nothing around us but the forest. I put my cell phone back in my hand bag after texting Isaac and something to the left caught my attention. I screamed for Simon to move out of the way and luckily he heard me, but it wasn’t enough. When the other car hit us, I saw him. Francis, one of our drivers.The anger bristles from Sebastian as I tell him the story. “Are you certain, Elena?” He asks, and I nod. “The scar, I remember the scar.” Francis’ scar has always unnerved me; it started at his temple and snaked all the way down to his throat. Sebastian takes his cell phone out. “We have a lead. Get down to the hospital room as soon as you’re able to.” Then he kills the call. He sits down and cups my cheek in his hand. “My Elena, finally you’ve returned to me,” he says as a solitary tear falls down his
ElenaThe familiar winding road to our villa brings a smile to my face. We were going home, all three of us. I looked over at Sebastian in the driver’s seat and little Aaron next to me in the car seat, and my heart felt full. I was well on my way to healing, had my husband by my side, and my baby was safe and healthy. Despite knowing my sister might have been behind my attack, I was still happy.I almost didn’t get into the SUV when we left the hospital because I started having a panic attack. Scenes from the accident came flooding back to me, but Sebastian and Isaac managed to calm me down long enough to get into the vehicle before the paparazzi arrived. My two loves, I still can’t believe how blessed I am to have them both in my life.“We’re home,” Sebastian says with a smile and we make eye contact in the rearview mirror. Home. I never realised it before, but I never had a home. Wiltshire Estate was just th
Elena“I’ll ask it again, who the hell are you?!” Sebastian repeats, and I am left stunned on the bed, unable to move or pull him off my best friend. Isaac was dainty and didn’t know how to fight. Why was Sebastian doing this?! Then Isaac takes Sebastian’s hand from around his throat and twists it before shoving him away gently.Uh, excuse me, WHAT?!“I would appreciate it if you did not touch me,” Isaac says in an accent that didn’t quite match him… a Cockney accent. “Isaac… What’s going on?” I ask, flabbergasted at the scene in front of me. Sebastian looks over at me. “Elijah just called me with some interesting news. He’s had Isaac investigated since he showed up at the hospital after your accident. We noticed that my death threats and attempts on my life started after you met Isaac and did some digging. The identity he gave does not e
Sebastian Elena Dumont has died, perished in the hospital after not waking from her coma. Well, that’s what we paid the press to report. We needed to weed Robert and Eliana out and think this would be the best way to do it. After Isaac’s confession, we decided to work together and concluded that the only way to get them out of France was to pretend Elena had died. A funeral was scheduled the day after tomorrow and the ‘will’ would be read this afternoon. Francis, the driver has confessed his role in the attempted murder of Elena and my son and said that Robert paid him close to 2 million to do it. We handed him over to the police and Isaac let them know about NCA’s involvement. Isaac has found the reason for Robert and Eliana’s actions and concluded that it was all for greed - Eliana grew jealous of my and Elena’s love and hated that she gave up the chance to be the Dumont Matriarch. Robert, who was stupidly in love with her, started killing off the