Ezra struggled to get her inside and to bed because she kept acting up. She kept on speaking about wanting to get back together. Ezra knew it was impossible but with her state, how could he tell her that he had just gotten back from a date with Elara and she did not stand a chance? If she slept over there, he would tell her in the morning, and maybe they would find a way to end things in the right way and both be out of each other's hair.As soon as he stepped out of the room that he prepared for her, he met his father by the door. "Why did you bring her in here?" he asked without waiting for any pleasantries."She was drunk outside all by herself; I did not want to give her the wrong idea by driving her home," Ezra replied."Mr. Nice Guy, why would you need to drive her home?" Jacob asked, causing Ezra to stare at him in confusion. Was his father suggesting that he leave her out in the open? That would have been too wrong of him to do."Should I have let her out there?""What about c
"I came here because I can't give up on you," she said. She had drunk the water he put by the bed and felt a bit better. She had been drinking every night since they met Elara at the store because she had no idea what to do. She was the master of scheming and still nothing made sense to her; she had no idea what to do."Even after I have told you countless times that we can't be together?" he asked. He could not understand how she was so hung up on her. "Ezra, you know that I cut off all ties with my family and moved out here with you." "I told you not to do any of that but you insisted. Every decision in this relationship has been taken solely by you" he interjected. He did not want to hear her make it seem as if he asked her to move out there with him and promised her a life only to then change his mind in the end. "But Ezra..." "Olivia-Marie, I gave in to everything you asked of me before now because I thought there was no chance for me but now that I know that there is a way f
Elara stared at her phone; she could not understand why Ezra had not responded. She did not want to make a big deal out of it but she had thought that with the way he was after her, he would have responded immediately. She glanced at the clock and then murmured to herself. "Elara, you are overthinking this." Somehow she could not help herself; she was even shocked that after the heartbreak she had been through just recently, she had thought of the possibility of getting into another one. Was she trying to rebound? She could not help but overthink; had she been too easy? Did she allow him to talk her into it? Was he now thinking it through? She sat on her bed and put her phone on the nightstand. Lying in the bed, she pulled the covers over her body. She had to force herself to sleep even though she knew that her mind would be raging with all kinds of thoughts; she would wish that he would end something for her even if it were some gibberish that made no sense. She lay in bed for a w
"What do you think you are doing?" Elara whispered as she stood up, almost clutching her sister's hand in desperation. She could not believe that her sister had picked up the call and was now talking with Ezra. She could not hear what he was saying but could see the expression on her face was all smiles."I will put her on right away," Isla replied. She took the phone off her ears and dropped it in her hand alongside an encouraging smile."What is it?" Elara asked as she took the phone and gently placed it on her ears."Hi, Elara. Good morning, did you sleep well? I am so sorry that I did not send a response immediately last night; something came up and when we see each other in person, I will explain it to you." His words came pouring out of his mouth at once before he stopped to take a deep breath."It is fine," Elara forced herself to say. She could not tell him that she had stayed awake for most of the night trying to fall asleep since he did not respond. She wondered if she was a
Noelle rubbed her hand on her pants; she was glad that she had chosen a black one as opposed to the white one she was considering in the morning. It had been more than a week since she and Ronan spent the night together but her heart skipped a beat every time she saw him now. It had never been news to her that Ronan was a desirable man; even some women would regard him as sexy but she had never seen him that way. He was her boss and it would be wrong for her to do so. Now she felt her heart surge out of her chest every time he came around the corner when he spoke or when she had to walk behind or beside him. She found her mind constantly going back to him no matter how many times she tried to clean up her mind.How could spending just one night with him change her this much? It made absolutely no sense. She watched him smile at the camera, he was taking an interview and she could not tell why her palms were constantly sweating out as she watched him, this was not the first time she h
Cora had been waiting for Micah to get back; they had not told her about the test results for the pregnancy test they went to do and if the stick test had been inaccurate. He expected her son to come to tell her how it went, but for some reason, he did not, and he found a way to change the topic or escape anytime she brought it up. She had been tired of waiting, so she went to confront Zara, and it did not go well. She wondered why she thought in the first place that anything could go well with Zara."What took you so long?" Cora asked as soon as she opened the door and Micah stepped in."Is something urgent?" Micah asked. He looked more stressed these days than ever."It better be something urgent" he had learned over time that his mother was a bit dramatic about situations."Of course it is; let us talk in my room so we don't have her listening in," Cora added and began to look around."Mom, if it is not as urgent as you say, then I think...""Why on earth wouldn't it be urgent? Ever
'Pregnant?" Cora stuttered as she snatched the test out of her hand, scrutinising it as if she were hellbent on finding something amiss with it. She could not kick her out now if she was truly pregnant, in truth. "How do we know this is not fake?" she followed up, turning her nose up. She planned to kick her out and get a better wife for her son. She would do whatever it took to make him richer; if she did not, then Eliana and her husband were going to mock her."We three can go to the hospital tomorrow" Zara replied. Unlike before, she seemed confident about going to the hospital for a test."You seem confident and it makes me wonder, if you were pregnant, then why did the test bring back negative earlier?" Cora asked. Micah did not want to be standing there and he wished the living room was big enough for him to slip off without getting noticed."I was going to explain that to you but it seemed like you did not want to listen to it," Zara said, shrugging as if nothing was wrong. "I
Elara swallowed the lump in her throat just because she could not take it anymore; it felt like someone had taken time out of their busy day to tie up her throat, and it felt itchy. She cleared her throat and straightened her back as she walked through the restaurant.She looked to one table in the corner; her boyfriend Micah's back was to her, and she took a deep breath, clutching tightly to the handle of her purse. As she approached the table, she wished that this was different.When she first caught on that he was cheating, she did not believe it one bit because there was no way that her boyfriend, who swore to love her even though he was too closed off to show it to her, was showing another girl with flowers and chocolates and dinner dates; she could believe that the same man she had been with all these years was cheating on her.But when her sister called to tell her that she was getting out and that everyone knew that he was getting married to Zara, she knew that she did not sta
'Pregnant?" Cora stuttered as she snatched the test out of her hand, scrutinising it as if she were hellbent on finding something amiss with it. She could not kick her out now if she was truly pregnant, in truth. "How do we know this is not fake?" she followed up, turning her nose up. She planned to kick her out and get a better wife for her son. She would do whatever it took to make him richer; if she did not, then Eliana and her husband were going to mock her."We three can go to the hospital tomorrow" Zara replied. Unlike before, she seemed confident about going to the hospital for a test."You seem confident and it makes me wonder, if you were pregnant, then why did the test bring back negative earlier?" Cora asked. Micah did not want to be standing there and he wished the living room was big enough for him to slip off without getting noticed."I was going to explain that to you but it seemed like you did not want to listen to it," Zara said, shrugging as if nothing was wrong. "I
Cora had been waiting for Micah to get back; they had not told her about the test results for the pregnancy test they went to do and if the stick test had been inaccurate. He expected her son to come to tell her how it went, but for some reason, he did not, and he found a way to change the topic or escape anytime she brought it up. She had been tired of waiting, so she went to confront Zara, and it did not go well. She wondered why she thought in the first place that anything could go well with Zara."What took you so long?" Cora asked as soon as she opened the door and Micah stepped in."Is something urgent?" Micah asked. He looked more stressed these days than ever."It better be something urgent" he had learned over time that his mother was a bit dramatic about situations."Of course it is; let us talk in my room so we don't have her listening in," Cora added and began to look around."Mom, if it is not as urgent as you say, then I think...""Why on earth wouldn't it be urgent? Ever
Noelle rubbed her hand on her pants; she was glad that she had chosen a black one as opposed to the white one she was considering in the morning. It had been more than a week since she and Ronan spent the night together but her heart skipped a beat every time she saw him now. It had never been news to her that Ronan was a desirable man; even some women would regard him as sexy but she had never seen him that way. He was her boss and it would be wrong for her to do so. Now she felt her heart surge out of her chest every time he came around the corner when he spoke or when she had to walk behind or beside him. She found her mind constantly going back to him no matter how many times she tried to clean up her mind.How could spending just one night with him change her this much? It made absolutely no sense. She watched him smile at the camera, he was taking an interview and she could not tell why her palms were constantly sweating out as she watched him, this was not the first time she h
"What do you think you are doing?" Elara whispered as she stood up, almost clutching her sister's hand in desperation. She could not believe that her sister had picked up the call and was now talking with Ezra. She could not hear what he was saying but could see the expression on her face was all smiles."I will put her on right away," Isla replied. She took the phone off her ears and dropped it in her hand alongside an encouraging smile."What is it?" Elara asked as she took the phone and gently placed it on her ears."Hi, Elara. Good morning, did you sleep well? I am so sorry that I did not send a response immediately last night; something came up and when we see each other in person, I will explain it to you." His words came pouring out of his mouth at once before he stopped to take a deep breath."It is fine," Elara forced herself to say. She could not tell him that she had stayed awake for most of the night trying to fall asleep since he did not respond. She wondered if she was a
Elara stared at her phone; she could not understand why Ezra had not responded. She did not want to make a big deal out of it but she had thought that with the way he was after her, he would have responded immediately. She glanced at the clock and then murmured to herself. "Elara, you are overthinking this." Somehow she could not help herself; she was even shocked that after the heartbreak she had been through just recently, she had thought of the possibility of getting into another one. Was she trying to rebound? She could not help but overthink; had she been too easy? Did she allow him to talk her into it? Was he now thinking it through? She sat on her bed and put her phone on the nightstand. Lying in the bed, she pulled the covers over her body. She had to force herself to sleep even though she knew that her mind would be raging with all kinds of thoughts; she would wish that he would end something for her even if it were some gibberish that made no sense. She lay in bed for a w
"I came here because I can't give up on you," she said. She had drunk the water he put by the bed and felt a bit better. She had been drinking every night since they met Elara at the store because she had no idea what to do. She was the master of scheming and still nothing made sense to her; she had no idea what to do."Even after I have told you countless times that we can't be together?" he asked. He could not understand how she was so hung up on her. "Ezra, you know that I cut off all ties with my family and moved out here with you." "I told you not to do any of that but you insisted. Every decision in this relationship has been taken solely by you" he interjected. He did not want to hear her make it seem as if he asked her to move out there with him and promised her a life only to then change his mind in the end. "But Ezra..." "Olivia-Marie, I gave in to everything you asked of me before now because I thought there was no chance for me but now that I know that there is a way f
Ezra struggled to get her inside and to bed because she kept acting up. She kept on speaking about wanting to get back together. Ezra knew it was impossible but with her state, how could he tell her that he had just gotten back from a date with Elara and she did not stand a chance? If she slept over there, he would tell her in the morning, and maybe they would find a way to end things in the right way and both be out of each other's hair.As soon as he stepped out of the room that he prepared for her, he met his father by the door. "Why did you bring her in here?" he asked without waiting for any pleasantries."She was drunk outside all by herself; I did not want to give her the wrong idea by driving her home," Ezra replied."Mr. Nice Guy, why would you need to drive her home?" Jacob asked, causing Ezra to stare at him in confusion. Was his father suggesting that he leave her out in the open? That would have been too wrong of him to do."Should I have let her out there?""What about c
"I had the best time today," Elara said as they stood before her car door. The driver had hurried down to help her with the door but Ezra had waved him down before he could get to them and the man understood it immediately. He stopped in his tracks and got back in the car."So you are saying that you are glad you came out this evening?" he asked and she smiled, knowing what he was trying to say. \"Thank you, Ezra." She turned to the car and tried to pull it open but his hands hovered over hers and without as much contact as necessary, she felt herself catch a breath. Her hand fell from the handle to her side as she tried to steady her breathing with her hand clutching onto itself by its side. He pulled the door open, very aware of what he had done while choosing to act as if nothing had happened.She mustered together all of the courage she had left and slid into the car quickly. She turned to him and smiled at him while murmuring a light thank you. "Thank you too," he said and then
Elara opened her eyes and she felt a wave of embarrassment wash over her. "What are you doing?" he asked again. She could hear the teasing in his voice but she did not know how she was to get herself out of this. She knew that it was all still too weird for her; she had to find a way to get comfortable around him again if they were going to do something like this. "I guess something got into my eyes," she murmured, pretending to close her eyes and rub them gently. That had to be her story; she couldn't tell him that when he leaned into her she thought he was going to kiss her and that was the reason she had her eyes closed. "Do you want me to help you?" he asked and she shook her head. "I got this." "Well, I thought that you reacted that way because I leaned in," he said and she wished he would let it go. "Of course not, I got something in my eyes." That was her story and she was sticking to it to the end, no matter what. "Well, I mean, it would be a bit awkward for you if you t