HarrisonIt was the last working day of the week. My father had called me several times to check on the school he had put in my name. Sometimes, I wondered why most of his properties were in my name.My brother is probably enjoying himself in New York, while I have to deal with all this shit father has started. The man is old enough, I must say.It was a hassle, walking through the crowds at the university. My guards had to push the crowd back so they wouldn't crush me to pieces. Most of whom were women.As I walked further, I saw a scene ahead. A lady being beaten to a pulp. Women and turning themselves into cheap trash. Well, it wasn't any of my business. The noise from these people was creating a lot of damage to me. I'll have to get new clothes once I get to the office.I came to a halt when I got to the lady that had been beaten. Her hair was ruined and her dress. I wondered what color it was supposed to be. She was held up by two guys while one guy stood in front. He bowed to me

 Harrison I followed Jay as he drove Eleanor to wherever she was going. I wondered why she was so bent on going. I was in the car while they entered the building. Hours had passed and I didn't see Eleanor or Jay so I decided to take a sneak peek. The place was crowded so I didn't pass by, instead I went round the house to the poolside. People were there, most were kissing and taking pictures, and others were doing one thing or the other. And there was Eleanor, sipping a glass of wine at the edge of the pool. I stood at the corner and watched her look around. She was with no friends, neither was she playing a game nor did she look like she was enjoying the party. Why did she come to the party? I looked away to the other side, but by the time I looked back, Eleanor wasn't there. People were screaming and pointing to the pool, and that was when it struck me that Eleanor had fallen into it

 Eleanor I was still at the restaurant with Mr Harris. I sat back and thought for a while. I was sure I saw my mom, why didn't it occur to me that she was dead? The moment I saw her, it felt as if she only went on a trip and just got back. Mr. Harris finally sipped his Americano. " It doesn't make any sense." She was dead, why then did I see her or was I having illusions? " Are you sure it wasn't just your thoughts?" Mr. Harrison asked and gulped down all of his drink. " I have never had delusions that I won't know what's real or not, especially when it comes to my Mom. Something is wrong. Don't you think so?" Mr. Harrison let out a heavy sigh, " what if the person just resembled her?" " Then at least, I'd still meet the person when I went back to confirm. It wasn't up to ten minutes and she was gone, together with the lady." 

JessI have been scouting at my friend's place since the day we went for the night party. I was scared of going home to Mom without Eleanor. I wasn't ready to face her wrath. Aside from the fact that she was my Mom, I knew what she was capable of doing even to her own children.When I saw Van on the day of the party in school, we all saw Mr. Tolstoy. I was so happy that day, he was my idol. I waited so long to meet him. Usually, I only saw him on TV. He was more handsome in real life. That three weeks ago when I saw him, it was a pity that that day was the day we got our hands on Eleanor.Had we not brought Eleanor outside for a public embarrassment, Mr. Tolstoy wouldn't have interfered. He was so concerned about Eleanor that he carried her to his office. There was no way he knew her before then, I concluded he was just naturally caring for girls that were treated badly, which led to my plan of disguising myself like an Injured lady so the next time he comes to school he can take care

EleanorIt's been four days since Mr Harrison spoke to me. Mr. Harrison has been frowning since he blurted out his mind to me. I honestly wasn't expecting it or looking forward to it.I was still confused, my mind wasn't settled. We were already getting close to being on good terms but what he told me the other day was out of the question.It sounded like he had been waiting for an opportunity for him to tell me. The next day, I tried approaching him but he kept on putting on his avoidance amour. It was becoming too much that I had to sit and think about it.In truth, I have been reaching out of the contract. I even almost forgot it was a contract marriage. We were getting too close. I focused my mind on standing my ground and getting focused.My life was getting too suffocating. A maid was supposed to reach the market so I seized the opportunity to go by myself. She didn't want to let me but eventually, she had to give in. The guards wanted to drive me but I really wanted to walk it