Arti Eleanor

Elvira dan Hendy, terikat pernikahan tanpa cinta karena perjodohan. Hidup dalam realitas yang rumit. Di balik senyum bahagia yang dipamerkan kepada dunia, mereka hidup seperti orang asing di bawah atap yang sama. Elvira, seorang desainer busana muslimah yang tekun. Sedangkan Hendy seorang dokter anestesi. Menjalani harinya dengan dingin, seolah keberadaan Elvira hanya menjadi pelengkap saja. Dua bulan yang lalu, Elvira nyaris melarikan diri dari pernikahan. Namun, tekanan keluarga membuatnya menyerah pada takdir. Sekarang terjebak dalam kehidupan rumah tangga yang absurd. Hendy dengan tubuh atletis dan kebiasaan seenaknya di rumah membuat Elvira jengah. Di balik segala sindiran tajam, ketidakpedulian, dan canda yang tidak sengaja, ada momen-momen sunyi di mana hati Elvira mulai mempertanyakan. Benarkah dia tak merasakan apapun terhadap pria itu? Ataukah kebenciannya hanyalah kedok untuk sesuatu yang lebih dalam? Apa yang sebenarnya diinginkan Hendy dari Elvira? Apakah pernikahan ini hanyalah perang dingin tanpa akhir, atau justru panggung bagi sebuah cerita cinta yang tak terduga? Lalu apa arti kehadiran dokter Herlina bagi Hendy? Keduanya se-frekwensi, sedangkan dengan Elvira berasal dari dunia yang berbeda.

Pada hari terjadi kebakaran di vila, suamiku mengunci pintu kamar demi menyelamatkan anjing poodle cinta pertamanya. Dari balik pintu, aku memegangi perutku yang hamil sambil memohon padanya untuk membuka pintu. Asap yang tebal membuatku kesulitan bernapas. Jerry mencibir dari balik pintu, "Anjing Andini juga punya nyawa! Kamu kan kuat. Meski hirup asap juga nggak akan mati! Jangan coba-coba pakai anak sebagai cara licik untuk rebut perhatian!" Kemudian, dia berbalik dan pergi bersama anjing itu. Dia juga sangat perhatian dan menutupi hidung anjing itu dengan handuk basah. Selama tiga tahun pernikahan, aku selalu merahasiakan identitasku dari Jerry. Aku berbohong bahwa bisnisku adalah mengurus jenazah, dan keluargaku sangat miskin. Sebab, aku takut membuatnya ketakutan setengah mati. Ayahku adalah kremator terkenal, ibuku adalah penata rias jenazah narapidana hukuman mati, sedangkan kakak laki-lakiku bahkan lebih ekstrem lagi. Hobi terbesarnya adalah mengumpulkan tulang manusia. Mereka memiliki koneksi di dunia legal dan ilegal. Saat api menjilat ujung rokku, aku mengirim pesan suara kepada keluargaku. "Ayah, Jerry bilang, dia mau rasakan apa arti sebenarnya dari 'nggak bisa mati'." Setelah pesan itu terkirim, nasib Jerry dan cinta pertamanya telah ditakdirkan untuk lebih hancur dari abu di krematorium.

On my 20th birthday, my father hosts a dinner for our allied families. He lifts his glass with a smile and turns to his old friend, saying, "It's time my principessa chooses a husband from your sons." Without hesitation, I choose the youngest—Salvatore Carlo. Everyone is stunned. After all, I'm Estella Vinci, the eldest daughter of the Vinci family. I was born into wealth and power, with a father from a long-established Virellian mafia family and a mother from Montavira's ruthless DeNucci bloodline. And yet, I was hopelessly in love with Giovanni Carlo, third son of the Carlo family. In my past life, I got exactly what I wished for. I became his wife. He got what he wanted too. With my father's power, he became the heir of the Carlo family. But after we got married, my adopted sister Eleanor Vinci became his mistress. When my father found out, he was furious. He sent her far away in marriage to Norland. From that day on, Giovanni hated me with everything he had. He drowned himself in nightclubs, night after night, always bringing home women who looked just like Eleanor. He let them mock me and humiliate me. On my birthday, one of them poisoned my cake. I died with hatred in my heart at eight months pregnant. Now that I am reborn, I decide to let them have each other. But the moment I choose Salvatore, Giovanni loses his mind.

Three years ago, my childhood sweetheart, Eleanor Carter, left me at the altar to marry Dillan Perez—the adopted son of my family. The church erupted in whispers. I became the laughingstock in a single breath. Then Victoria Brown—the aloof, formidable CEO of the Brown Group—stepped forward. "I'll marry you, Lambert," she said, her voice cutting through the wreckage of my pride. I said yes. For three years, she was the perfect wife. Gentle. Attentive. She was my salvation. But there was one thing that always hung between us like a quiet ache—we never had a child. The doctors found nothing wrong with either of us. Victoria would just smile softly and say, "It will happen when the time is right." Today, I came home early. The door to our bedroom was slightly open. I heard her voice. She was on the phone with her best friend. I didn't mean to listen. But then I heard my name. "Lambert wants a child with me," she said. "But he doesn't know I've been on birth control the whole time. That's why we never got pregnant." My blood turned cold. "As long as he has no heir," she continued, "Dillan's place in the Clark family stays secure." I stood there, frozen. My hands went cold. My heart shattered into pieces. I was just a tool to protect the man she truly cared for. I didn’t confront her. Instead, I calmly planned my death—a quiet disappearance from her world.

I was five months along, carrying the pup of my fiancé, Ryan Hebert. On our marking day, Ryan rejected me and marked Daisy, also with pup. He claimed my pup wasn’t his, a bastard of unknown origin. Worse, he called my father a traitor in front of everyone. At the banquet entrance, my father collapsed, and I miscarried. I knelt in blood, begging him to save us. “Daisy can’t handle stress. Stay away from her.” Then he walked off, holding her close. Later, my childhood friend Andrew saved me. He brought in the most skilled wolf healers for my father, and stayed by my side, night and day. A week later, my father had another heart attack. Before he passed, his only wish was for me to be protected. Andrew knelt by the bedside, and solemnly swore to my father’s lifeless body that he would marry me,that he would protect me for the rest of my life. And I believed him. After the funeral, I ended things with Ryan and married Andrew instead. But five years later, I overheard a conversation between Ryan and Andrew. “If Eleanor ever finds out that it was you and me who traded her purity for Daisy’s happiness on the day of the ceremony… do you think she’d still love you?” So Andrew’s love was a lie too. But when I left, why did the one who broke me beg to have me back?

Everything happened too fast after I completed the sentence, one minute I was staring at the back of Damien's head, and the next minute I was pinned against the wall. His face was so close to me that I could feel his minty breath, "You can try to run but I will always catch you, you can try to hide but I will always find you. Get one thing clear, Nora, no matter what road you take it will always lead you to me." I licked my lips unable to utter any word. His thick eyelashes fell on my lips and my heartbeat sped up instantly. "Are you scared of me, Nora?" the corner of his lips curled up giving me a full blown smirk. I gulped, "No," the word came out weak between my shallow breaths. I tried to keep my face stoic even though my nerves were no longer in my control. I shut my eyes tightly as his face inched forward. I inhaled a sharp breath feeling his soft lips on my ear, "Then why is your heart beating so loudly?" ......................................................................... Eleanor has it all, loving parents, a good career, everything is presented to her on a silver platter or that's what everyone thinks. What happens when she gets tangled in a world she never knew existed because of a prince who seems to hate her but can not let her go. Will she ever be able to get her normal life back or will she become a part of his ruthless plan?

Mom has extreme mania. Dad was murdered when I was eight, and I went blind while trying to save Mom. I became her only family and weakness. Anyone who makes fun of me for being blind has their eyes gouged out; anyone who disrespects me is sliced and diced before being fed to the dogs. Later, Mom turns into a she-devil with a hundred-billion-dollar net worth. Everyone in Gristport fears her, but she treats me like a princess. The whole city knows not to offend Eleanor Heinrich's daughter. She scours the world for the best optometrists to treat my eyes. On the day I regain my vision, I hear about Mom finding her birth daughter. She says, "You'll soon have a sister who loves you very much, Sienna." I hear that my sister has been through a lot since childhood and is introverted. I prepare many gifts for her, even wanting to give her the pendant Dad gave me. Yet she instructs her people to take me to a deserted roof. "You're nothing but a faker who stole my place in life! I'm going to slice your tongue—let's see how you can continue lying to Mom when you can't speak!" She shatters the pendant, gouges my eyeballs out, slashes my tongue, and has several men torment me to death. Lastly, she includes my eyeballs as decorations in a bouquet and brings it to Mom. "This is a gift I've prepared for your birthday, Mom. Do you like it?"

After five years in a world ruled by werewolves, I still haven't found a way back to the human world. So I did the only thing I could. I married my fated mate, Ryan Darcy, a devastatingly handsome Lycan Prince with a towering frame. The night we sealed our mate bond, we traded secrets. Leaning close, I whispered in his ear, "The truth is, I'm not from this world. Treat me wrong, and I'll disappear back to where I came from. You'll never find me again." Ryan immediately swears he'll love me more than life itself. He pulls me close, holding me so tight it's like he's afraid I'll disappear any second. But then Eleanor Darcy—his stepsister, sent away for a political marriage in another pack—returns. Bit by bit, I watch as Ryan's attention shifts to her. Devastated, I start looking for a way back to the human world. I throw myself at walls, try to hang myself, even jump into the lake, but nothing works. Ryan grows more distant with each passing day. "Susan, I expected better from you. Since when have you stooped to cheap attention-seeking stunts? 'Crossed over from another world?' You can't honestly expect me to buy that nonsense." That's when I realized he hadn't believed a single word I'd said.

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