Ella Smith...I stayed frozen by the door with my hands still rested on the final lock I had to turn to fully secure the door of the third room.I kept my eyes planted on the many locks and tried to keep them away from my hands. I already knew what they were dipped in.My ten fingers, the webs between my fingers, and the entirety of my palm was completely dry. After I had wiped my hands on the front of my shirt to get rid of the blood, I had hoped that my hands would be clean. But of course, they weren't clean.I closed my eyes and took a deep breath in through my nose and blew it out through my lips. Everything that had happened just a few minutes ago kept playing in my head.A shiver ran down my spine before it came back up to fill my head.I opened my eyes and turned to look at the six monitors. I have always wondered what was in this room, well, now I know.I stepped closer to the desk and slowly sat down on the chair. My shoulders were still shaking, as was my entire
Elijah Smith...I stared at Ella with wide eyes. Her own blue eyes jumped from one scene to the next, taking all the blood and chaos in.Her lips opened wide, and I wondered if she was trying to scream. She covered her mouth with her hand and turned around.I looked down at the man's ear pinched between my thumb and my forefinger. Cane was holding the man still and keeping his mouth covered. While I was slicing his right ear off for saying something that made my blood boil and my demons rise.I dropped the knife and part of the man's ear on the floor. My first instics was to scold her. Why doesn't this woman listen to me when I tell her to stay in the room?Instead of yelling at her and startling her even more, I decided to soften my tone. That conversation can wait, but I still needed to know what she was doing here."Ella?" I called out.I wanted to kick myself when I saw her shoulders immiedeatly tense."Ella, what are you doing here?" I asked in a calm voice, praying that
Ella Smith...I rocked myself back and forth while sitting on the chair in front of the monitor. My eyes were planted on the little box that showed a perfect view of the garden.I watched with burning eyes, wondering if Elijah would be fine out there all by himself. My eyes jumped to the monitor that showed what was happening in front of the room that leads in to the basement.The duct tape was still on the camera, preventing me from looking in to the basement. But the camera in the room that leads down to the basement still had a perfect view.I was glad to see that the large painting was back in place, hiding the door of the basement.I returned my eyes to the garden and watched as Elijah and Detective Kevin had a conversation. I really wished I would be able to listen to what they were talking about.Nerves were building in my chest, too scared that the determined detective might take my husband away from me."Don't worry, Ella," Cane commented as he stood behind me and look
I sat in the back seat of the car with Elijah beside me. He had his head turned towards the window of the door on his side, his eyes distantly watching the road.My right knee uncontrollably bounced up and down, and my eyes jumped from Elijah to Cane and then back to Elijah. Despite having too much on his mind, he still reached his left hand over and rested it on my knee, giving it a gentle squeeze.The look on his face when he accepted the call from the hospital kept popping in my head.The expression on his face was calm and still, and almost nonexsiting. But the gaze he had in his eyes was that of a haunted person's gaze."Hello... This is he." Elijah had answered after he picked the phone up and pressed it to his right ear."Yes." He had called out before that haunted gaze entered his eyes."Is that so? Alright, I'll be there." He'd commented before he hung up the phone."What was that?" I had signed, frightened by the gaze in his eyes.I recalled what Elijah said to me once he wa
I sat by Cilvia's bedside and looked down at her. With her eyes closed and the frown between her eyebrows gone, she looked quite peaceful.I let out a soft sigh before I looked towards the window where Elijah was standing next to Cane.The two were having a hushed conversation, and I could barely listen to what they were saying to each other. I looked back at Cilvia again. She was moved to a private hospital room after Cane made the request. The doctor came here to let us know that she was in a bad condition, but the surgery was successful, and they were able to save her.Elijah had wanted to take Cilvia out of the hospital and return home, claiming that Doctor Morgan would look after her. But thankfully, Cane was able to talk him out of it.It would not be right to take Cilvia to the mansion when it is washed with blood.A few minutes later, the door of the private room slid open, and I turned around just in time to see Dante walking in with another man following him from behind.I
I looked at Cilvia with sad eyes. After speaking to Elijah and telling him that the man who attacked her had a viper tattoos behind his right ear, indicating that it was one of the vipers who had taken her phone from her, she passed out again.Elijah looked like he was about to turn the entire room upside down. He'd looked at me with dark eyes before he stepped closer."Stay here, okay? I need to make a phone call." He had commented before he walked out of the room.Elijah left my phone with me, and the only thing I could do was sit down at Cilvia's bedside and look through the phone.I stared at the short conversation I shared with Cilvia in the midst of the attack with a frown on my face. Whoever took her phone knew that I would listen to her and leave Elijah's bedroom. They knew I would follow her orders when it came down to something like that because they knew I would trust my mother-in-law with my life.I mean, I did trust her with my life until I heard about the childhood she
I sat there and watched as tears filled Cilvia's eyes and escaped from the corner of her lids, running down the side of her head.Her gaze was still planted on Cane, and she looked at him with utmost apology."I'm really sorry, Cane. I'm sorry I treated you so horribly. If I had known what you went through..." Cilvia softly started, but Cane cut her off."Nothing would have changed." He commented as he looked at her with blank eyes, still sitted at the edge of the bed."You would have still thought I was Alfonzo's bastard. You would have still thought I was in that mansion to take your son's place. You would have still hated me. And you would have still tried to poison me and have me killed." Cane added. "You knowing about my past and where I came from wouldn't change a thing, Cilvia. You were a mad woman, unable to see anything but the power you had as the wife of the head of the Smith's family."More tears escaped Cilvia's eyes. All she could do was whisper her apologies. Cilvia lo
Elijah Smith...I looked down at Cilvia with blank eyes as she explained what had happened to her on the previous night.Apartently she was walking towards her car when some guy suddenly walked up to her and tried to take her bag from her. Cilvia tried to save her things by fighting back. That was when the man pulled out a knife and stabbed her once.She said he'd pulled the knife out and tried to stab her again. She fought against him once more. That was when she got the cuts on her hands. But in the end, he was able to knock her out. The next thing she knew, she was waking up in the hospital.I let out a sigh as I grabbed the back of my neck. It was very obvious that someone was following Cilvia around. From what she told me, she was out with someone she met, trying to have a good night, as she'd said it.It was when she was finally isolated and alone that the man attacked her.If she'd let her bag go, I was a hundred percent sure that the man wouldn't have stabbed her.Whoever p