The Night Elena Betted Herself

Author’s POV

The Night ofThe Party

“Congratulations, Elena.” That said, Aslan tried to get out of the room, but Elle caught his wrist. Tears escaped Elena’s eyes and she ran outside. She took a sharp exit and arrived at the back where there were almost no people.

She howled and cried and thinking what she had done. Betting herself was not the problem, but Aslan letting her go was. Derek’s interference was not the problem, but his animosity against Aslan was. Everyone’s pleas were not the problem, but what they must be thinking now was. She cried thinking about herself and Aslan. She was no longer angry at Aslan, but she wanted to see to what extent he can go. And he had let her go. He had freed her. He had learned to respect her wishes, maybe in wrong circumstances, but he had come a long way.

She felt a hand on her shoulder and turned to see Derek.

“Why did you come here tonight, Derek?” This question was bugging her.

He looked at her in confusion. “I told you already.”

“No. You ga