The Hunt For The Fugitive Bride

September 28, 3.48 pm. A dispute had apparently arisen between two individuals that led to a physical altercation."You son of a b*tch! Do you believe you can get away from me?" He further threatened that he was capable of ending the other's life with a single forceful kick. As he made these verbal threats, he also resorted to physical violence, throwing a closed fist directly into the face of the other man, who was pinned under him and unable to defend or protect himself at that moment. Without warning, the individual drew a concealed firearm and discharged it in the direction of the other person situated below. The unprovoked nature of the act likely resulted in shock as such violent behaviour in close proximity. ~ Three hours earlier that day, It's a nice time to relax and enjoy the last of the summer's warmth before the cooler weather of September arrives. Ideal for spending time with families and friends... and the best time of year for apple picking. Should I add more apple d

Author's pov:The grand wedding hall was filled with the most esteemed members of high society, as relatives and acquaintances of the groom and bride engaged in polite conversation while awaiting the ceremony's commencement. The magnificently decorated venue, replete with the finest floral arrangements and décor befitting such a significant occasion, exuded an aura of expectancy. The great ornate doors at the hall's entrance swung open at precisely the specified hour, bringing all eyes in that direction. Mr. Maxwell Alarcon entered, dazzling in his expertly fitted black suit. The superbly made suit, cut in the current trend, complemented his aristocratic body.Accompanying the groom was his best man, who stood proudly at his side as they took their place at the front of the hall, faces turned expectantly towards the entrance. The prestigious gathering grew silent as everyone awaited the entrance of the bride. The guests in the wedding hall had grown restless as more than a quarter-h

Elise's pov;I came straight to Mr Alarcon's house alone since he left for the company when the wedding got over. Someone came running to me and opened the car door for me, I got down and looked at the massive house in front of me. It was more like a hotel having many windows on top floors. Is this where he lives? The man who opened the door for me introduced himself, “Welcome home, Mrs Alarcon.” Mrs Alarcon? Is that how everyone's going to call me hereafter? Weird. He continued, “My name is Steve. Let me guide you into the house.” “Hold on. Who's staying here?”He gave me a surprised expression and said, “Mr Alarcon of course.”“No, I didn't mean it like that. Apart from him, who all stay here?”“Only him. And from now on, along with him. It's you, mam.”“Do you mean that he's the only person who's staying in a place like this?”He gave me a nod and ordered the driver, “Bring the bags inside.” And turned to me saying, “Mrs Alarcon, Shall we?” And lead me the way into the house.

Elise's pov;When the clock striked 7 pm, I started to leave and saw how adorable Brian was sleeping on the couch in my cabin. Wasn't it a bit too much time for a nap? I think he must have had a lot of fun during the trip which made him tired. I took my phone and carried Brian in my arms as I walked out of my cabin. Teresa came to me saying, “Boss, let me help me.” and tried to take Brian from me. “It's alright. Is my cab here?”She nodded and pointed outside the shop, “Then, I'll get going.”I turned to Theo and said, “I heard there's a snowstorm coming this way so close the shop and leave early tonight.” And turned to my employees and said, “Everyone go back home safe tonight. And tomorrow will be a holiday because of the snowstorm. Don't take risks, stay home and stay safe. I'll take my leave here. Goodnight.” And walked out of the shop carrying Brian in my arms. Quite heavy but bearable. I got in the cab and placed Brian on the seat gently so as not to wake him up. Morgan gave

Elise's pov:When I opened my eyes, I saw the ceiling over my head similar to Mr Alarcon place. When I sat straight up from the bed, I found myself in Mr Alarcon house. How did I come here? Wasn't I in the car… Lizzy!!! I got out of the bed and rushed out of the room to get stopped by Steve. He held me asking, “Mam, where are you going?”I tried pushing him away saying, “Lizzy! Lizzy's in trouble. I have to help her… Lizzy…”He interrupted me by saying, “Calm down, mam. Calm down, please.”“I have to go help her. Let me go!”“She's safe.” When I turned in the direction of the voice, I saw Mr Alarcon standing behind Steve. He continued, “She's doing good. She was sent home.” “Are you an idiot to go outside wearing only pyjamas? And why did you even go out in the middle of the night? Moreover, there's a snowstorm-”Brian came hugging me which made Mr Alarcon stop scolding me. I crouched down to ask, “I heard you crying on the phone. Why did you cry?”He held my cheeks saying, “Because