Elizabeth’s POV.I was cooped up in my room for a week. I didn't step out. Everything I needed was brought up to my room by either Heather or Anna.But earlier today, Heather came up with a note from Aaron saying we had a gala to attend. It was to celebrate the successful merger of Knight Corp and VD Industries, meaning my parents would be there.I squirmed at the thought of seeing my mother.“How could he give me less than 12hours’ notice? I have nothing to wear!” I exclaimed to Heather.“A stylist is waiting downstairs for you ma'am. I can call her up if you don't feel like going down” Heather responded.My face lit up at the sound of that. “Stylist? Who sent for the stylist? Please don't tell me it's my mother”“Mr. Aaron sent for the stylist ma'am. Should I send her up?”“No. I'll be down in a minute”She nodded and left.I rolled my eyes at the thought of Aaron sending a stylist. It was a good thing since he had informed me at very short notice. Who even does that? He must have t
I didn't take up his coffee offer. Not because I wasn't happy to see him or eager for a catch-up, but just not today.Not when there was a whirlwind going on inside of me. I didn't want to get all emotional.I wanted to be composed and have all my emotions in check when we finally sat down to talk.So we exchanged phone numbers - again, and I drove away.As I drove, I could still feel my heart beating. I was trying to figure out what I was feeling, what it meant to see him again. If I still loved him, wanted him.I felt the pain and loneliness from all those years kick back in.When he left, we had spoken over the phone a few times for the first few weeks. But then the calls and the texts stopped coming. And his line became unreachable.He had changed his number and deactivated all social media accounts.Seeing him again was a mix of good and bad feelings. Good because it felt good seeing him again, and he looked like his life had turned out really nicely. And I was happy for him. He
Noah.The only man I had ever loved.He still looked the same as the last time I saw him. But more mature, and hotter.Same dark eyes that always saw right through me. Same jawline I used to trace with my fingertips when we lay tangled in the sheets.I blinked, unsure if I was dreaming.He took a hesitant step towards me. “It’s really you Pumpkin”I swallowed at the mention of the nickname he had given me when we were dating.My insides were a mess, my entire vessel upside down but I gave a bright smile, trying to mask the turmoil going on inside me right now.“Noah. It's been a while. What are you doing here?” I asked.He moved closer, crouched, picked up the car keys that had fallen, and handed them to me.“I moved back to Atlanta,” he said “I got an offer I couldn't resist”He looked breathtaking in his beige-colored pants, white inner shirt, and brown leather jacket. Very prim. Very proper. His hair was shorter than I remembered.“Nice. Fancy meeting you here” I said.It's been fo
It was the loud ringing of my phone that woke me up from my unending sleep.I groaned as I looked at the caller ID on the screen. It read “Alexis”Urgh, my mum.I briefly considered not picking up, but knowing that woman, it was better to have the conversation now or never.“Betty,” she said immediately after I picked.Have I ever mentioned how much I hate being called Betty? Oh yeah, I just did. Maybe it was because only my mother called me that.“Hey mum” I replied sleepily.“You’re sleeping? By this time?” I could already hear the disapproval in her voice.“Get on to it mum. Why did you call?”I heard her sigh “I called to find out how Aaron is doing. I heard he was admitted last night”I blinked. Aside from Joyce and Charles, I hadn't told anyone else. How did she get that information so quickly?Charles…?They had to be in communication for her to find out so quickly. Like a rush, the eavesdropped conversation hit me. And it started to bother me again.“Betty a good wife will be
“You look tired” I heard Aaron say.It was the first time he had spoken to me since his parents had left.I yawned. I was tired and hella sleepy.“I’m fine,” I said to himThere was a small table and chair in the hospital room, I sat on the chair and rested my head on the table, praying for morning to come soon and hoping I could go home tomorrow and sleep properly.Vivienne should be aware that her boyfriend was admitted to the hospital by tomorrow so she will take my spot. And if she doesn't come, I’ll personally get her contact and call her.“I could get someone in the management to arrange an empty room for you to sleep in,” he said.Oh yes, he was the billionaire Vanderbilt. I wouldn't be surprised if they owned part of this hospital too.“You don't have to stay in the same room just because my mother said so” he added.I wondered why he wouldn't just shut up.“Aaron, I'm okay here. And I want to stay here” I said firmly, hoping he got my point and never mentioned something like
“Aaron!”The book I was holding dropped to the floor as I rushed to him. My heart was pounding loudly against my chest.He was motionless on the marble floor. And his face looked pale, paler than earlier. My stomach dropped.I dropped to my knees beside him.I tapped his shoulder gently “Aaron?” I said, louder this time “Aaron, wake up”There was no response, he didn't move.I pressed two fingers to his neck and sighed in relief. There was a pulse, weak but steady. He was alive, thank God! He was just unconscious. Had the “cold” been that serious? Why didn't he get medical attention?As I dialed 911 on my phone, my hands trembled uncontrollably.“Hello…” I was panting by now. “I need an ambulance right away. Someone just... I mean my husband. He just collapsed. He's not moving but he's still breathing”I quickly gave our address, my fingers still shaky.“Heather! Anna!” I called out to the staff.Where was everyone?!They were probably in their quarters which were at the back of the