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Chapter 43

Penulis: Saskay
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ELIAS

The hallway beyond Louis's door was quiet—too quiet. Even the guards in front of the stairwell didn't want to breathe too hard.

I stood there, my hand on the door handle, staring at the wood grain like it contained some kind of answer.

Three days.

Three days before, I dragged him out of that blasted warehouse. Ever since I held him in my arms, motionless and with blood all over his shirt, cursing and praying the entire time, I hadn't seen him. I’d been avoiding Louis during all that time.

I told myself that it was for his own good. That he needed space. Rest.

But the truth was I didn't want to see the look in his eyes. The fear and lingering hatred for me after what he passed through.

I opened the door expecting a raging Louis to come at me with hurls and screams but he didn’t turn when I entered. He just sat, huddled up on the chaise by the window, a blanket wrapped around his shoulders like armor, Aria's soup uneaten and congealing on the tray next to him. His hair was wet a
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  • The Price Of Us   Chapter 43

    ELIASThe hallway beyond Louis's door was quiet—too quiet. Even the guards in front of the stairwell didn't want to breathe too hard.I stood there, my hand on the door handle, staring at the wood grain like it contained some kind of answer. Three days. Three days before, I dragged him out of that blasted warehouse. Ever since I held him in my arms, motionless and with blood all over his shirt, cursing and praying the entire time, I hadn't seen him. I’d been avoiding Louis during all that time.I told myself that it was for his own good. That he needed space. Rest.But the truth was I didn't want to see the look in his eyes. The fear and lingering hatred for me after what he passed through.I opened the door expecting a raging Louis to come at me with hurls and screams but he didn’t turn when I entered. He just sat, huddled up on the chaise by the window, a blanket wrapped around his shoulders like armor, Aria's soup uneaten and congealing on the tray next to him. His hair was wet a

  • The Price Of Us   Chapter 42

    ELIASAva?That delay cost me. He kicked me hard, and broke away. Rolling away as he grabbed something else from his boot.I did not give him that chance. My boot smashed into his ribs thrice eliciting a pained groan from his lips."You touch Louis or anyone I love again," I panted, "and I'll kill you so slow they'll write poetry about it."I left him hacking up blood and ran to Louis.He winced when I caught up to him, his body trembling with fear and exhaustion."It's me," I whispered. "It's Elias. I'm here."His cornflower blues brimmed with tears as I tore the tape from his mouth.He gulped. "You—he—he said he'd—""I know." My fingers flew fast, sawing through the ropes binding his wrists and ankles. "I've got you."The moment he was loose, he collapsed against my chest, shaking. I held him, letting myself fell unrestricted for the first time. His fingers curled into my jacket as if he couldn't believe I was real."I thought you weren't coming," he panted, his voice hoarse from ov

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    LOUISThe kids had left two days prior, but their voices still echoed in my head, largely Isabella's string of questions and Emilio's suspicious looks. I'd even missed them more than I'd expected. So, when Elaine messaged that they wouldn't shut up about "Uncle Louis" paying a visit, I didn't think twice. I decided to go and see them.Elias offered to send a driver to take me to her place and I agreed.Now, here I was, outside a brightly lit toy store, feeling a little foolish. Just a few months before, I couldn't even afford a new pair of shoes—hell, I was just getting by. And now I was purchasing toys for children who weren't mine. Children who had somehow melted their way into the crevices of my heart.I gazed at the window display. Pink dollhouses, sketchbooks, toy trucks, puzzles. A gentle laugh escaped my lips. The irony was not lost on me.I went inside and it smelled of plastic and scalding sugar, like a childhood I never had but wished I did. I moved up and down the aisles, t

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