Novel & Cerita Re7 Eveline

as far away from him as possible. Evelina kept her eyes fixed on the display above the doors as the elevator descended. The silence between them made her nervous, yet she didn't dare look at Adrian's cold expression as he typed away on his mobile device. Moments later, the elevator doors slid open and Adrian stepped out without saying a word. Rolling her eyes, Evelina followed behind him, almost jogging to keep up with his long strides. He finally stopped beside a sleek black Rolls-Royce as his driver stepped forward and opened the rear door for him.

"And love doesn't always follow logic." --- Back at the Ashford mansion, Evelyn sat alone. She looked at the letter she had written. She had rewritten it three times. Because every time she read it, she cried. Finally, she sealed the envelope. And placed the photograph inside. Little Lucas at age five. Holding his wooden horse. She smiled sadly. "Leo should see this." Her phone rang. It was Valentina. "Evelyn." "Valentina." "I'm in London." Evelyn sat up.

Elena snapped in frustration as she angrily wiped away stray tears that leaked from her eyes. ******** 35 minutes later, The Royal Mently Hotel “We’re here,” Evangeline said, pulling up to the front of the massive five-star hotel. Elena’s hands balled into fists and she began to shake. “Are you okay?” Evangeline asked softly. “Yeah I just—I can’t…I” “It’s okay; I get it. Just wait here; I’ll go in and deal with it for you." Evangeline pressed a kiss on her sister’s cheek and exited the car.

--- Reunion with Stella The drive to Stella’s apartment was smooth, the city passing by in a blur of towering buildings and bustling streets. Evelyn sat quietly, her thoughts racing. What could she possibly tell Stella? How could she explain the impossible without endangering her friend? When they arrived, Stella was already waiting at the door, her radiant smile lighting up her face. She looked different—softer yet more vibrant. Her hand rested protectively on the curve of her belly, and Evelyn’s heart swelled at the sight. Stella was glowing, the unmistakable aura of impending motherhood surrounding her.

I mutter to myself, biting off my fingernails "Elena, where are you" "Dear GODDESS, keep her alive and safe this night. Let not the evil ones see her" I closed my eyes and made a quick prayer I opened my eyes to look out from the window again in search of her, I saw a shadow sitting under a tree in the field - the boundary between us and the Alpha her head bent down "Stop the car right now" I commend the driver, jump down from the car The image looks like her; long hair and perfect body

Azael asked after thinking for some time. "There's no trouble in trying. What if she is the one we are looking for?" Reuel shrugged as he chucked down his drink. He couldn't brush off the image of Elise in that gorgeous dress and he knew that from on, it would be this Elise he'd dream of every night. Azael returned to the video and started playing it again. This time, he caught onto something he had missed before. "Reuel, take a look at this." He called his brother to gain his attention and Reuel raised his head to look at the screen again.

It was like a big black hole had opened up and swallowed her and she could feel herself being pulled into its inky depths. “They love us.” whispered Sabine. “I know but...” “THEY LOVE US.” growled Sabine in her head making her wince. “THEY WOULD NEVER LEAVE US, FIND MATE.” Annie rubbed her temples and tried to think, Sabine was right, he loved her, she knew he did and she was annoyed at herself for ever doubting him. She could contact the Reivers but what would happen if she did that? They might run down here in large numbers and risk exposing themselves, or she could ring Lennox, yes, she could do that, but then she had another thought. She should talk to Camron, the door man, maybe he saw

"Dawes. Pull off up here. The gas station, the one with the light out over the pumps." "That's not an answer," Reid said. "It's not a conversation I'm having at sixty miles an hour," she said, and something in the way she said it made even Dawes ease off the wheel. We pulled in under the one working light. Dawes killed the engine but not his hand on the wheel, still watching the road behind us in the mirror like it might change its mind. Elena turned around in her seat to face us both, and for the first time since Ferris Landing she looked less like a woman holding herself together and more like one who'd run out of places to put the weight down.

Her voice trembled as she said, "I've finally found you, Matt! Do you know how much I've struggled looking for you—" Matthew didn't say a thing. Instead, he lowered his head and pried off her fingers. "Please show some respect, miss. Do I know you?" Evelyn froze, staring at him in disbelief. "Matt, it's me—Eve! I'm not dead. I've come back!" Matthew finally looked up to meet her gaze. His eyes, which once held so much love, were now cold. "Evelyn is long dead," he said quietly. "She died in that crash, leaving nothing but ashes. You're nothing but a stranger to me now."

Eveline’s voice dropped noticeably, and she strode up to him for a handshake. He hesitated, glancing over her head to fix me with his blue eyed stare. “Calista, are you okay?” I nodded briskly, blinking back tears. Eveline's eyes dragged between me and Atlas, a smile forming on her rosy lips. “I must be dreaming. Atlas caring for Calista? Did I hit the rewind button, or something?” “Eveline was just leaving.” I said, clenching my fists in an effort to regulate my pounding heart.