Elise's pov:Mr. Alarcon's embrace was warm and reassuring as he held me close, his voice gentle yet firm as he uttered words of comfort, urging me to release the burden of guilt that weighed heavily upon my shoulders. "Stop blaming yourself, Elise," he whispered softly, his eyes filled with a mixture of sympathy and understanding. He reminded me that dwelling in self-blame would only cause more pain, emphasizing that the past could not define my present or dictate my future. I could sense the depth of his concern as he observed my struggles, his touch tender as he lifted my face to meet his gaze. "Why are you doing this to yourself?" he inquired, genuine curiosity lacing his words. In the midst of our emotional exchange, a single teardrop made its way down Mr. Alarcon's cheek, prompting a surge of surprise within me. "Why are you crying?" I reacted instinctively, moved by the display of vulnerability from someone whom I had always seen as a pillar of strength. His response was unw
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
Elise's pov:"Are you sure it's him?" Lizzy asked, handing me a water bottle. "Is it really the one who shot him?" she asked as she leaned forward.Still thinking about what happened back there, I nodded and sipped from the bottle. Lizzy, "Didn't you say he's a wealthy and rich person?" "But the guy who shot him doesn't look like that…"I showed her a picture of Maxton Alarcon on my phone as she was talking. She snatched my phone and zoomed in and out on his image, exclaiming, "It's really him." "Why did he shoot him?" she wondered. "Like I knew the reason." "I'm already in a shock after seeing something like that." "I don't know what to do next.""Elise, you should tell your parents about this otherwise-""No!" "No. They should not be aware of this. I'm not going to tell them anything.” "Nor do you.""What are you saying?" “How are we going to keep something like this from them? They should know about him before-""We didn't see a movie to give a review to my parents, Liz," I inter
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;Lizzy looked at me with concern, "How long are you going to hide yourself away from those people, Elise?"I was placing the last piece of clothing inside my bag saying, “As long as I can.”Lizzy continued, "You can't hide forever. His men are everywhere - at your home, my place, and all of our friends' houses too. They're keeping watch like hounds, just waiting for you to turn up. Do you know how difficult it was for me to slip away from their gaze to come see you?”I locked my bags and sat down heavily on the bed. "What about the things I asked you to get?" I asked, changing the subject. Lizzy let out a sigh and handed me the plane tickets, ID documents, and a new cell phone. "Running away isn't the solution to this problem, Elise," she said gently.I took the items, saying "It will only be for a little while. Once they find a new bride, they'll forget all about me. It will be like I never existed. Until then, I have to get as far away from them as possible." Lizzy loo
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;I got disturbed by some noises which woke me up from my sleep. I sat straight as I rubbed my eyes and when I looked Mr Alarcon was fighting with the bird. I sprang up from the bed and took the bird out of his hands asking, “What do you think you're doing?”Mr Alarcon, “Since you forgot to close the window, this little devil flew inside the house.”“Devil?”“Give it to me!” And he tried to grab the bird from me. I stopped him by asking, “And what are you going to do if I give it to you?”“I'll break its neck!” “give it to me!”“Why do you hate birds that much? I thought it was a mistake when I saw an animal trap in the garden but you intentionally placed them, right?”I pushed him out of the room and shut the door against him. What do I expect from a murderer like him? I placed the bird back in the box and checked if he was wounded , but thank heavens, it is in good condition. I caressed its tiny head as I looked at it. I wonder how I am going to take care of you from t
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