Lena's POVI stood there in shock, staring at the man that I had planned to win back…and he had just mentioned the D word."Divorce?" I managed to choke out.Just minutes ago, he had been defending me, and while he hadn't really looked at me, I thought it was going to be at least a little more normal. But no, instead his attitude had flipped.He didn't seem like he cared at all now.He stood in front of me, looking down with cold, distant eyes and what looked like the beginnings of a scowl on his face. Seriously. What on earth had I ever done to make the man dislike me so much?Maybe there wasn't any hope."Do you want a divorce?" Cal repeated his question, as if asking what I wanted for dinner.I glanced around me, uncomfortable with his question and the situation we were in. "Don't you think we should talk about this somewhere else?"That didn't seem to be the answer he was looking for, because his face flashed with some sort of emotion for a second before

Media/Samantha's POVSamantha's phone buzzed on her makeup desk and she grabbed it quickly before the artist had a chance to look at it. She resisted the urge to open it up right then and there and held it tightly in her lap until the artist finished the final touches for the on-air makeup and walked away.As she walked away, Samantha's patience cracked and she brought my phone to her face, glancing once more around her to make sure nobody was looking.The message box blinked at the top of the screen and she clicked it.Her eyes widened as she read the message in shock. This was nothing she would have guessed. Matt needed to know about this right away. He needed to fact check it."Matt!" Samantha called out as she saw him walking by the cameras behind her."What is it?" he asked, coming even closer when she gestured to him."I've heard from a reliable source that Eleanor is being forced to stay here in America, being held against her will," she said in a low voice.

Cal's POVThe host led me to the table in one of the private back rooms and I had to take a deep breath as I saw my father sitting there. This was the first time I was seeing him since our earlier meeting where he had scolded Lena and me like misbehaving children.Not to mention that the conversation we had before that consisted of him saying that he could ruin Lena's life. Even remembering that got my blood running cold."Cal, good, you're finally here," my father said, not able to miss a chance at even a small dig at me. "Let's get down to business."He said that as if he ever did it any other way. The man was always quick, blunt, and to the point.I sat down across from him without even bothering to walk over and shake his hand or give him a hug. This wasn't the time for formalities. In fact, it was just him and I."Then speak your piece," I said, relaxing into the chair as much as I could to make it seem as if I was comfortable.My father always had to be the l

Lena's POVThey walked us down a couple of halls until they came to a plain door with nothing fancy on it. The door opened easily and they pushed us inside. What in the bloody world was happening?I could feel my anxiety building, but knowing Cal was at least with me was enough to subdue it. For now."What was all that about?" I asked incredulously.He didn't even bother to reply or take in the small, basic room around us before he stepped forward and grabbed the back of my neck, pulling me in until our lips met. Instantly, he parted my mouth with his tongue and pressed even harder.It took everything in me not to moan against him. Cal pulled back and stared into my eyes."God, I love you," he whispered.My rapid breath picked up even more at his words. "Do you really mean that?"He looked down at me. He brought his hand from the back of my neck up to my face and stroked my cheek with his thumb."Yes, I really mean that," he said softly. "I

Lena's POVThe spoon swirling around in my tea was the only thing I could focus on in the noisy little cafe full of people."Earth to Lena!" Emily said, breaking through my reverie and really bringing me back to Earth.I dropped the spoon and looked up at her. Concern was clear on her face, but I couldn't seem to feel anything about it. In all honesty, I hadn't been feeling much since I left Cal in that hotel room."Sorry," I replied, not sure what else she wanted me to say."What is going on with you?" she asked, but it came out gentle instead of harsh."Nothing," I said naturally.Emily sighed and ran her hand through her hair. I kept my eyes focused on her, not wanting to get distracted and zone out again.It had only been a couple of days since they had flown me in on a private plane, but this was the first time I had left the house. In fact, this was the first time I had left my room. Partly because I didn't want to deal with the media again