ELENA "She can't come." Rylan's deep voice spoke from right behind me. He glanced at me once before his eyes landed on Andrew. "You are?" Andrew shook hands with him, his confused gaze flickering between my face and Rylan's. "Rylan Parker, Elena’s husband. As I was saying, she won't come. We have plans for tomorrow.” He brought his hand to wrap it around my waist. "We have?" I raised a brow at him bringing his attention back to me. "Of course, baby." He smiled lovingly at me which combined with the nickname did something strange to my tummy. I tucked my hair behind my ear and looked at Andrew. "I'm guessing you two are on honeymoon?" His eyes went down to look at the ring on my finger as he said it. "That's right." Rylan's lines were pressed together while he was throwing him a cold glare. "Well, enjoy your stay and congratulations." Andrew smiled lightly at me. "Sure." I returned his smile. As he walked farther away, Rylan's hand l

RYLANI felt a gentle smack on my cheek which woke me up. Just my daughter probably on some adventure in her dreams. I chuckled at how adorable she looked with furrowed brows while sleeping. As it seemed, I had fallen asleep in her room last night and my back could do with some stretching from being in that awkward angle. I was on the last stair when I heard some sounds. I quietly moved towards the kitchen which seemed to be the apparent source of sound. There was someone in the kitchen. But the movements stilled, and there was complete silence for a few long seconds. The intruder probably had sensed that he wasn’t the only one here. "Who's there!?" I heard a voice laced with panic. Elena. I released a breath in part relief before something came flying towards me and hit me on the chest. “Fuck!” I hissed. “Rylan?” Her alarmed voice rang out. I switched the lights on before she could hit me in the face this time. There she was, standing in the middle of the ki

RYLANWalking through the door, I saw Elena sitting on the sofa with folded legs and watching a movie. At the sight of her, memories of today clouded my mind which didn't help with my headache. "Stacey, get me a cup of coffee." I yelled. "Stacey left. She had some important work. I can make you your coffee. How do you want it?” "No please! Don't tire yourself on my account. Let me not hear complaints that I am mistreating you." She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. Fucking pretend! That’s all she was. "What do you mean?" I scoffed at the innocent face she had pulled off. "Of course you don't know what I mean!" "You know you're so difficult. I simply offered you a cup of coffee. Why are you being rude?" She folded her arms and glared at me. I chuckled and nodded. "Yeah, now go, run to your boyfriend and let him know how I am being rude to you." She scrunched up her nose and creased her forehead like she couldn't comprehend a single word coming o

ELENA"Here." I handed her the cup of coffee before taking a seat beside her. "You're taking your medicines on time, right?" I asked, remembering how Dad is always the one to remind her of her medicines. "Do I have a choice? Liv and Dean are always breathing down my neck." She huffed. "Good." I nodded, satisfied to which she shook her head. "How are things back at home?" Her voice was soft but sounded tired. The dark patches around her eyes were proof of it. All this was taking a toll on her health. "Just the usual." Lie. Usual back at Rylan's house was we being civil to each other at one moment and fighting at other. However, since the last few days, Rylan had been nothing but understanding. He didn't throw some arrogant remarks here and there and he actually was caring. There had been instances where I had been impatient or unnecessarily rude but he hadn't retorted. "How's Ava?" Mom's voice broke my chain of thoughts. Thinking of Ava, my mind went bac

ELENA"You guys kissed?" I nodded to Liv's question. "And he called it a mistake?" She again asked, her posture giving out an expression of shock. "And he told you to keep your distance?" This time instead of nodding I rolled my eyes at her. "Will you stop repeating everything I just said?" I asked, a bit annoyed. "I can't literally comprehend what kind of a man he is! I literally want to smash this glass on his head." She raised the half filled glass of juice in her hand a little. I leaned back on the head rest and stared off into space. My mind was really jumbled up with everything happening. “And why am I learning it now? It’s been what, four months since this happened?” “I didn’t wanna talk about it.” "Do you have feelings for him?" Her voice broke my trance. She was looking intently at my face waiting for me to answer. I sighed and went back to looking at the wall. "I can't understand what I feel for him. I know I am attracted to him. I fee