Romans & histoires Father Elijah Fallout

My mom was yelling my name now, and I could hear her pounding on the door. I stood there for a moment, catching my breath and trying to process what I had just witnessed. This was not real. This was not real. This was not real. I kept chanting to myself. My mind was racing, and I couldn't seem to focus on anything. Then, the reality of the situation hit me like a ton of bricks. Beau Edwards, my best friend's father, was having an affair with my mother. My stomach turned at the thought, and I felt sick to my core.

When I spoke to Tyler, he mentioned that her family also disliked him, and she told him about seeing someone new. I groaned and pulled out my phone to call Daniel but stopped myself. I knew he wouldn't say anything that I would like to hear at the moment. And he was the only one who knew about me and Elizabeth, so I couldn't call anyone else. I threw the phone on the bed and pulled my heart in frustration. ‘You need to come clean about Elizabeth with everyone. You can't hide her any longer from the world.’ I told myself and switched on the TV to watch something.

The engine roars to life as I quickly adjust the mirrors and the seat. "Nicholas. Bailey. Get in now!" "What are you doing," Jacob asks as the two kids climb in. Nicholas climbs in with his brother while Bailey takes the front passenger seat by me. "I'm getting us out of here." "But what about Tristan," Bailey asks. "And besides," Jacob says, taking over. "The tunnel is still closed. There's no point in us driving if there's no way for us to drive through." Moving the gear from park to drive, I stomp on the gas, the jeep shooting forward as I do. Driving toward the fence, running it over, I look out at the bunker as buildings are set on fire and the sound of gunfire and screaming echo all ov

I tell him. “See, her being a fallen automatically makes her a part. Don’t worry, we won’t hurt her. He has other plans for her.” Then he hung up. Damn it! He knows more than I expected. This is really bad. I need to meet up with the guys tomorrow. I crawled back in the bed and pulled my mate flush against my body, probably tighter than necessary. I couldn’t sleep a wink the whole night. Joel’s POV Max: I need to call a bro meeting, it’s important

Or something like that. “I love her, Dad,” Elijah's voice softened but was filled with unwavering conviction. “I love Sophia. She and Reese mean the world to me. I can’t just stand by and let Henry and Julia hurt them.” My breath caught in my throat. I can’t believe what I’m hearing. Elijah’s telling his own father that he loves me! Anderson sighed heavily. “You’re not thinking straight. This is reckless. What if something happens to you? You have even been going to France, asking about Henry and his family, carrying out your own investigation! It’s really dangerous.”

"For making me think you'd choose Project Apex over family. For three weeks of recovery where I didn't know if you were alive or dead or playing another one of your calculated games." I worked my jaw, checking if it was broken. It wasn't. "I deserved that." "Damn right you did." Elijah grabbed my shirt, pulling me close. "But we're still brothers. And we're getting everyone out of this death trap together. Understood?" "Understood." I couldn't stop the small smile. "It's good to see you too." Elijah released me, his anger fading into something more like exhausted relief. "What do we need to do?"

However, seeing that it was the Fike family, he showed them some respect. "Don't play dumb!" On the other hand, Elijah was not in the mood to talk. "Rhea kidnapped my son and injected him with some virus. Now, my son is suffering from the side effects. Suppose you don't hand her over, fine. We'll just wait here until she shows up!" It seemed like they were here to start a protracted war. The words Elijah said shocked Fabian and Maria, as well.

The consequences didn’t come immediately. They came quietly. Three days after we walked out of his father’s house, Elijah received an email. He was in the kitchen when I heard him mutter under his breath. “That’s interesting.” I looked up from the couch. “Interesting good or interesting dangerous?” He turned his laptop toward me. Funding Withdrawal Notice. My stomach dropped. “What is that?” “My father’s firm was backing one of my expansion projects.” “Was?” He nodded once. “They’ve pulled out.”

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Before Phoenix finished her sentence, Elijah was already sweating profusely. His throat seemed to be clogged with phlegm, rendering him speechless. "Are we fighting or not?" Phoenix asked again. "Just say the word!" Elijah took a deep breath, collected his thoughts, and then sighed deeply. "To think my second son would degenerate to such a degree, drinking and taking drugs until he fell to his death. It's a tragedy! Truly lamentable!" Behind him, the faces of several Thompson family children turned pale.