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
Ella Smith...I stood beside Cilvia's bed with my arms wrapped around myself. My eyes were trained on the two detectives who badged their way into the private room, insisting that they have to speak to Cilvia now that she's woken up."If there is anything you remember..." Detective Kevin's partner spoke alone, while Detective Kevin stood there silently.Cilvia let out a sigh."There's nothing special, really. I was walking out of a bar, it was dark, some guy tried to steal my bag but I stopped him..." She replied.The second detective shook his head."You got stabbed, Mrs. Smith. The man who brought you here said that you were passed out when he found you. If there is anything you remember about that man, then please let me know." Detective Henke commented.Cilvia glanced at the men standing in the room. They all looked like they were minding their own businesses, but I could tell that their attention was on the short conversation Cilvia was sharing with Detective Hank
I leaned my head against Elijah's shoulder. The two of us were sitting in the back seat of the car, with one of the guards driving us to the mansion.Elijah had his right arm around me, holding me close to him. He would once in a while press a kiss against the top of my head, showing me affection with no words.Cilvia and I had waited for Elijah and Cane in the private hospital room. Elijah came back a few minutes after Cane left, and he didn't say much about the man he almost caught.I was startled when I saw a small cut on his right cheek, and Elijah told me that the man caught his a bit with his knife. But Elijah said he did more damage on the man, slicing his side and arm with his own blade. The man ended up running through a busy traffic, disappearing amongst the many cars, which swallowed his limping figure.Elijah had no other choice but to return to us. One thing he said stood out to me, though, and it was that Elijah found the man who attacked Cilvia right at that spot, look
I stood in front of my canvas, absently dragging the paint brush across the surface of the white material. Elijah's voice constantly rang in my ears, reminding me that there was a doctor out there who thought I could possibly regain my voice.Was it dumb of me to hold it off?My fear of having to go through an examination only to be told that it was a mistake, and I would never be able to speak again, stopped me from making a decision now.I slightly shook my head, not wanting to let the thought disturb me at the moment. All I wanted to do was sit in silence and let myself get lost in the different shades of paint colors."What are you thinking about that much?" Suzan Harber whispered as she leaned closer to me.I moved my eyes to her before I shot her a soft smile."Nothing important." I signed.I glanced at her canvas and smiled when I saw a field of bright colored flowers."What do you think?" She asked. "I might not be a professional like you, but I think I did pretty good." She a
"I found nothing. That man just disappeared into the traffic. No other camers caught him after that. It's like he evaporated or something." Cane reported with frustration blaring in his voice.Elijah, Dalinda, Milton, Cane, and I sat at the dining table. I looked at Cane and saw that he was close to flipping out. He didn't just look like he was upset because he couldn't find the man who attacked and almost killed Cilvia. It looked like he was upset for a personal reason, like he needed to catch that man to find something out.The little piece of paper he found in Cilvia's handbag kept returning to me. I realized that not once did Cane make a comment on that. I've been curious about it all day and night, but it seems Cane didn't want to share it with us.All I could recall about it was that little foot in the torn piece of paper that I was it belonged to a photo.I wondered if Cane even mentioned it to Elijah.Cane must have had a reason as to why he was this bothered, but I guess he
I felt kisses all over my face.What a great way to wake up in the morning.I pealed my eyes open and glanced at my husband with a smile stretching my lips.Ah, the gorgeous smile on his face made me want to faint. I reached up and tapped my pointing finger on my lips, making Elijah chuckle.He leaned down to press his lips against mine, giving me a sweet good morning kiss."Good morning." He said after he pulled away."Good morning." I whispered in a very small voice.The smile that spread across his face was proof of how right my decision was to go through with the surgery Doctor Morgan recommended.Six months after our beautiful baby girls Violet and Rose had been born, I had decided that it was time for me to go through with the voice box treatment.As always, Elijah was super supportive, as were everyone else in the mansion.Doctor Morgan helped me with the preparations for the surgery while the doctor who would perform it flew in just for my treatment.The old doctor warned me th
I sat tense in the back seat of the car. Elijah had his arms around me as our driver drove us to the court house.Two and a half hours had passed since I helped my husband with his necktie, and the two of us left our mansion.We did eat out just like Elijah had promised we would. I was able to force myself to relax as I was sharing breakfast with my wonderful and attentive husband, but the second I realized that it was time for us to go to the court house, I started getting nervous again.Eating such a large portion of sweet pancakes and a full glass of milk might have been a big mistake because I felt like I was going to throw up.The feeling in my chest almost felt like I was on a scary ride at the amusement park that was shooting me up to the sky before I plummeted down to the ground and then back up to repeat the same process over and over again.It was a very sickening feeling, hence, the need to throw up."Just keep holding on to me, Love. I'm here for you." Elijah said, forcing
Ella Smith...I gently moved both of my hands over my belly, looking at the many flowers in the garden.I had a feeling of dread at the pit of my stomach at the thought of the events that are meant to take place on the very next day.It's been almost a month since Julia came to this mansion to speak to me, and ask to me drop the charges against Elizabeth. At that time, I had no idea what those charged against my twin sister were on the account of how distant and distraught I was for those days.Seeing my mother was extremely hard for me. And listening to her was ten times harder. When Elijah first told me that she was here and that he was having her sent away, something deep inside of me wanted to see her. Somehow, I just knew it would be the last time I would ever see my mother.I wanted to hear her out, not just to close a chapter in my life. There was a dumb hope in my chest that was telling me that my mother was here to apologize and maybe try to mend things. It was stupid
"Send that woman away." I ordered the new gate guard before I hung up the phone.I closed my eyes and pinched the bridge of my nose. Ella never told me to do anything to her mother, so I wasn't sure how to approach this yet. Should I have Julia meet the same fate as her favorite daughter, or should I have her forced away from the city?With how deep in the ground the Williamson's name was, it wouldn't be that hard to deal with the very last Williamson left in this town.I heard a knock on my door, and I instantly knew it was Ella, on the accounts of how my door was open and Ella would knock to get my attention, while the rest would just call out to get my attention.I looked up and watched as she slowly walked in. I noticed her bump seemed slightly bigger than last week. She's growing every single day.I offered her my hand, which she took the second she was near me. "Who was that?" She signed once she settled on my lap. "You heard me?" I asked, to which she nodded her head. "Both
I stopped the car in front of the widely opened front door. The sky was starting to light up as it was close, or maybe even past five in the morning. I didn't even bother to cut the engine before I pushed the door open and stumbled out of the driver's seat.I ran to the front door and rushed into the hall.I had to stop at how metallic the air smelled. Bodies laid in front of me, some being moved by our men.Kevin was the first one who caught my eyes."What the heck happened here?" I yelled at him. "Elijah..." He called out, ready to explain why there were bodies in and out of the house. But I stopped him, understanding that I couldn't care less about the dead people."Where is my wife?" I quickly asked. In the split second Kevin remained silent, unimaginable thoughts started invading my mind. In that small second, it felt like my life had flashed before my eyes.Kevin sighed."She's in the hall to the dining room. She refused to leave. She's been there for a few hours now." Kevin
Elijah Smith...It was a blood bath.Starting from the point we discovered one of our men dead in the surveillance room, up to the point we fought our way out of the mansion, we were bathing with blood.My shoulder was killing me. I caught the bullet when we first came across the men in the surveillance room, and it was making fighting for our life ten tines harder than it needed to be.The entire Viper mansion was ringing with gun shots. I was concerned for Cane and Connor, as they were the closest to Elliot.Once we killed our way out of the mansion and back into the nasty exit, they stopped following us, which was why we had to get to the car fast so we would be able to return to the mansion to help the twins and the Vipers.All Victor wanted us to do was get his daughter out of the mansion in case he wanted to burn it down, his words, not mine.And we did just that. After taking the girl to our car, we left her there with the getaway driver and the man who was following us before
Ella Smith...Pain exploded on my shoulder. I instinctively dropped to the ground and reached out for my left shoulder.The bullet had grazed me, but it still forced tears to my eyes.I heard Detective Kevin cuss before he shot towards the direction the bullet came from.His gun only had two rounds left, and the second it stopped firing, he stood up to cover me with his body.More shots were fired, and I was afraid the detective might have taken them for me. But one looked over my shoulder, and I saw that the shots fired were coming from the stairs, and Dalinda was the one who had the gun in her hands this time."Get out of there." She called out as Milton rushed past her to help Detective Kevin and I to move to the stairs."Miles." The detective called out before he started running back to the sitting room.The split second we were all distracted, Elizabeth shot at us again.All of us dropped to the floor. Blood spilled down the stairs, and my eyes widened as I looked up to se
Elijah Smith...Cane decided to stay in the surveillance room to keep an eye on everyone, especially Connor and Elliot.I left two men with him and left the surveillance room with Dante and one other man, and we decided to go to the rotting rooms to find Victor's daughter. I shot him a text to let him know that our group was the closest to his daughter and that we were about to help her out, that was so he would be able to focuse on the real task at hand."You really believe this marriage will work?" I whispered to Dante as we started making our way through the halls."It better work. You two are expecting a kid now." Dante replied, forcing me to roll my eyes. "You know damn well whose marriage I'm talking about." I hissed at him."Trust me, Elijah. It will work." Dante finally replied before we came to a stop at a cornor.I looked down at my phone when a low buzz came from it and saw that there was a text from Cane."Two armed men coming your way." Was what Cane sent me.I showe
I didn't want to take my time to think about what I was going to do. I didn't want my hesitation to cost the kid his life.I quickly dropped my eyes to my phone."Miles is goig to the stirs." I wrote down with utmost speed, making spelling errors I couldn't care to check. It didn't matter if my spelling was wrong in the text. All that mattered was that the detective understood what I was trying to say.I looked at the box showing that sitting room. A small light came from the corner, and I could tell that it was the light from the detectives phone. I could see panic on his face when the light gave away his expression.He quickly sent me a text."Stop him." I didn't hesitate for another second.I looked up at the monitor to see where little Miles was. The second I saw that he was getting closer to the hall turning to the stairs, I rushed to the door. Shoving my phone back into my pants, I fumbled with the locks and pulled the door open before I ran to the door of the room.I rushed