Mag-log in"There seems to be a misunderstanding," Elena stated sweetly, "because though my mother would love to cook for you all, I'm not sure your kitchen could handle it."Mrs. Winslow scoffed. "I doubt that, dear.""Alright," Elena said, getting up from her seat, "let's see about that."Without another wor
The week quickly flew by as Elena continued to take shifts as the Golden Gates Hospital. Before she realized it, the date of the dreaded Winslow family dinner was upon them. Elena took some solace in the fact that neither Noah nor Sloane looked especially excited.As the matter stood, Sloane tried t
Elena knew she was unlikely to get out of attending, but she remembered the importance of negotiating."You know, Jack was telling me how the wives and kids don't normally attend," she said slowly. "That seems so unfair. Why don't we make it a real big, proper family dinner and have everyone attend?
Cameron and Jack Winslow both took open seats in the nearby open living room. Noah quickly shot Elena and Sloane an apologetic look as he hurried through his breakfast, but it was clear to Elena that he wouldn't be telling his brothers to leave. By now, Elena had learned that Noah had more of a "gri
Elena hoped the little wolf was okay, and that it forgave her for leaving so suddenly. Surely, Massimo would take good care of it?Massimo sent Elena so many presents. He was trying to be sweet yet ended up being incredibly showy, too—in a way only Massimo could be.Elena was happy but also conflict
It was late, so Elena wasn't surprised that Noah and Sloane had already headed to bed for the night. She was a little disappointed though. Seeing them would've brightened her mood—plus they might've known why there were a bunch of packages for Elena.But since Elena was alone, there was only one way
Tyler tapped his signature cane on the floor with a wink and a smile. "I'm just stopping by to say hello. Please, don't let me interrupt your fun.""You're not allowed in the state of New York without my express permission," Massimo gritted out. "Permission which I never gave you.""Yes, of course,"
Massimo didn't respond. He walked deeper into his office. There was a phone tracking device he quickly powered on—if he could keep Tyler talking, Massimo would be able to trace where the devil was calling from."It's very simple," Tyler continued. "Just pick which woman you want to rescue—your wife
A part of her wanted to sneak something simple—surely Tyler's cameras weren't perfect, were they? A small can of tomatoes could easily be hidden within her sleeves. Elena knew if she could eat and build up her strength, she stood a better chance of escaping.But there was also the chance Tyler harme
Massimo couldn't believe his eyes. The basement was bare stone, but every wall was covered in photographs. Pictures of Elena, Aria, and himself.Some were taken discretely from outside the window of his office. Others were from Elena's time working at the Ferraro's hospital. And there were plenty of







