登入Elena's POVI carried that realization with me all the way to Thursday.The elevator doors opened into Caleb's living room and I stepped off slowly, taking in the quiet of it.A water bottle sat on the side table, a pillow pushed to the edge of the couch, with a blanket folded badly over the armrest.He was on the couch when I walked in, and he was not alone.An older woman sat across from him with a small medical kit open beside her, hands working carefully at his shoulder while Caleb held himself still with the energy of someone cooperating but not at all happy about it.He saw me walk in and grinned.“Look who finally decided to visit.”Before I could answer, the nurse looked up. Her face immediately softened.“Elena.”“Hi, Mrs. Carter.”I smiled automatically.I had known her almost as long as I’d known Caleb. She patched our scraped knees, handed out cough medicine, and spent years trying unsuccessfully to convince Caleb not to treat his body like it was indestructible.“How are
Elena's POVI brought that feeling to work with me on Monday.That tight, breathless thing that had sat heavy in my chest all night and still hadn't moved by the time I was staring at the same report I had been pretending to read for the past two hours.I reached for my phone. Nothing from Caleb.I put it back down, pulled the report toward me again, read the first paragraph twice, and still couldn't tell you a single word it said.He promised to call.“Call you tomorrow,” that was what he said, and tomorrow was right here, 6PM on a Monday, and I had been half-listening for my phone since the second I walked through the office doors that morning.I dragged my attention back to the page and told myself firmly to concentrate.I managed four lines. Then I checked my phone again.The office door swung open without a knock and Adrian walked in like he owned the place, which technically, in about a week, he wouldn't. That was genuinely the only thought giving me any real satisfaction right
Elena's POVSunday evening found me on my couch with Jenna and Claire, takeout containers spread across the coffee table and Caleb’s game playing on the television.He was out of town for his third game of the season.Unfortunately for me, my friends had noticed exactly how invested I was."You're staring," Jenna said without even looking up from her wine glass.I kept my eyes on the screen.“I'm literally watching football.”"You're watching one player,” Claire said from the other end of the couch."I'm watching the game," I said.Jenna tilted her head. "That man just ran the ball down the left side and your eyes didn't move one inch from him.""That's because he had the ball," I said.Claire gave me a knowing look."He doesn't have the ball right now,"I looked away from the screen, shooting them a glare."Can we please just watch quietly?"Jenna raised her wine glass in a small salute and said nothing… but she was smiling.I had ordered takeout, Jenna had brought snacks, Claire had
Elena's POVJenna and Claire spent the last two days making my life unbearable.Apparently once your friends decided you were in love with someone, they never shut up about it.I had ignored three memes, two voice notes, and one extremely aggressive text.I was still deciding whether to block their number when my phone rang. Saved by the interruption.It was Adrian. "Elena, I need a favor."His voice came through my phone sounding stressed and slightly desperate.I pulled my feet off the couch.“What happened?" I said.“Maya’s in Seattle until Monday. I’m stuck three hours outside the city dealing with a supplier issue and traffic is a nightmare. I need you to grab Ethan from practice and keep him for a few hours."I paused for exactly one second. "Adrian…""I know, I know," he said quickly, "he's easy, I promise, he's been in a good mood all week."I was already reaching for my keys. "You owe me," I said."Absolutely," he said, then he was gone.Ethan was standing outside his prac
Elena's POVTwo weeks.Apparently that was all it took for Jenna and Claire to abandon me. According to them, work had been exhausting. According to me, they were both traitors.“You survived fine,” Claire said, tossing popcorn into her mouth.“Barely.”Jenna laughed from where she was curled up in the armchair.“We were gone for just thirteen days, Elena.”I sighed.“Felt longer.”“You’re being dramatic.”“Correct.”Claire snorted.For a few minutes the conversation drifted to work, travel delays and Jenna’s ongoing feud with airport coffee.I laughed when I was supposed to. Made comments when necessary. But at some point my attention slipped.My fingers tightened around my wine glass as my thoughts wandered somewhere else entirely."Elena."Jenna said my name the way she always did when she had already figured something out and was just waiting for me to confess it.I looked up from the wine glass I had been staring at for probably too long."What," I said.She tilted her head slig
Elena’s povMy head was finally quiet and I had almost forgotten what that felt like.I sat at my desk, moving through emails without rereading the same line twice, sat through a briefing without my mind drifting somewhere it shouldn't, responded to messages without staring at my screen for five minutes first.I noticed it myself.Whatever had been twisting itself inside my chest for weeks had finally loosened. I wasn’t questioning every interaction or replaying conversations in my head.I was just… working.Then I heard my door open and I glanced up.“Ma’am,” Patricia said, sticking her head in. “You’re going to be late.”I grabbed my things and got up.The meeting room was already full when I walked in. Department heads, senior executives, the usual faces, and… Damien. He was sitting at the far end of the table, reading through the proposal calmly. He had been back for several days now and we crossed paths.A few greetings. A couple of work-related conversations.Nothing more.I to
Elena's povIt took a few minutes before I could move.I lay there on my back, staring at the ceiling, still breathing hard after everything that just happened.The sheets were tangled around my waist and my hair was a mess.I could still feel him everywhere.On my lips, on my skin, between my thig
Elena's POV The spa was one of my favorite spots back home.It was one of the places I always went to before I ran off and married Damien.I wanted a body massage, a manicure, calm music, maybe even a facial if I felt like it.I wanted to wash last night off my skin, out of my head, and pretend fo
Damien's POV "Blackwell, can you drop these off on twelve?"I looked up from my desk as my supervisor, Marcus zen, dropped a stack of files in front of me."Sure," I said, grabbing them, "What are they?""Quarterly reports for Henderson," he said, already walking away."Meeting room C."I stood up
Elena's pov The two weeks passed faster than I expected. It was full of meetings, calls, and final year approvals.And now, the day of the launch event was here already.I adjusted my posture as I stepped out of my ride and into the event hall, already wearing my professional smile.“You look stun







