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ELARAThe moment Denise and I stepped into the house, she exploded.“I swear on everything good in this world, it took every ounce of self-control in me not to hit Louis with my bag out there.”I burst into laughter as I kicked off my heels near the entrance.“No, seriously,” Denise continued dramatically, dropping the shopping bags onto the couch. “What exactly did you see in that man? Was your vision blurry back then? Were you under a spell? Did someone poison you?”I laughed harder.“Denise!”“I’m being serious!” she cried, pointing toward the door like Louis was still standing there. “The audacity. The confidence. The unnecessary jealousy. The annoying face.”I collapsed onto the couch, holding my stomach. “Okay, fine. Maybe my taste back then was questionable.”“Questionable?” Denise repeated. “Elara, you were head over heels for that man. If Louis had told you to bark back then, you would’ve asked what breed.”I gasped loudly. “You’re horrible.”“You know I’m right.”Unfortunate

ElaraThe ride home felt longer than usual.Every streetlight blurred past the tinted window like a fading memory, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t stop replaying last night in my head.Alistair’s voice.The way he had answered my phone like he belonged there.The way his hands had touched me afterward—slow, possessive, dangerous enough to make me forget every reason I had to stay away from him.And then this morning.Cold distance.A wall between us so sudden it made me feel stupid for believing any of it had meant something.By the time I stepped into the apartment, my chest felt painfully tight.Denise looked up from the couch immediately, surprise flashing across her face.“Elara?” She frowned. “Why do you look like someone died?”I dropped my bag near the door and forced my heels off.“I’m tired.”“Tired?” Denise sat upright. “Girl, after everything that happened last night, you’re supposed to be glowing right now.”I stiffened. Last night.The reminder alone made my st

ELARAThe house felt too quiet.Not peaceful, quiet. Not comfortingly quiet. The kind that pressed against my ears until every second felt heavier than the last. I sat curled up on the couch with my phone in my hand, refreshing the same page for what had to be the hundredth time even though I already knew nothing would change.Nothing ever did.I had spent the last two hours trying to figure out which hospital Louis had taken his grandfather to. Every private hospital in the city suddenly felt like an enemy. I had called three of them pretending to be family, but the moment I mentioned his grandfather’s name, they either claimed they had no patient under that name or politely told me they couldn’t disclose information.Louis had planned this. Of course he had.The realization sat bitterly in my chest because it meant he truly did not want me anywhere near whatever was happening.I threw my phone onto the couch and pressed my palms against my face. My head was beginning to ache. I coul

ElaraThe moment Louis’ grandfather opened his eyes, Louis was already calling for the doctor.His voice sounded tense as he stepped away from the bed, speaking quickly into the phone while I stayed seated beside the old man. His frail fingers remained wrapped around mine, surprisingly warm despite how pale he looked.“You’re going to be okay,” I whispered softly.The old man looked at me with tired eyes and gave the faintest nod.Behind me, Celia scoffed loudly.“He’s supposed to be resting,” she snapped. “Honestly, Elara, maybe if you didn’t wake him up”“I didn’t wake him up,” I replied calmly without turning toward her.“Sure.”I finally glanced at her. “You always blame me for things before thinking first. It must be exhausting.”Her eyes narrowed immediately.Before she could respond, the door opened and a nurse walked in with a serious expression.“The doctor will be here soon,” she said firmly. “And you people need to stop making noise. If the patient gets stressed, his condit

ElaraThe tension between the four of us should have been unbearable.Instead, I was having the time of my life.Celia smiled sweetly as she wrapped both hands around Louis’ arm and pulled herself closer to him.Very dramatic. Very embarrassing.She tilted her head toward me with fake elegance. “Louis was just saying how exhausting these events can be.”Louis blinked slowly like he had absolutely not been saying that.I nearly laughed into my champagne.“Oh?” I replied casually. “Then maybe you should let him breathe. He looks one second away from filing a missing person report.”A waiter walking past accidentally snorted. Celia’s smile changed violently.Beside her, Louis looked dangerously close to laughing too.Which honestly made everything worse for her.“Funny,” Celia said tightly.“Thank you,” I replied warmly.I had expected this interaction to hurt me somehow. Instead, it felt weirdly entertaining.Celia kept trying to provoke me while I kept refusing to participate emotional