"About the meeting with the prime minister," Isla began as she paced around the room. Elara dropped her phone to her body because she heard from her sister's tone that she wanted to say something important. "Is there something wrong? Are Dad and Mom not supposed to be going there?" Elara asked, sitting up and looking at her seriously. "It's not that..." Isla trailed off, making Elara panic a bit more. "Then what is it? Is the business still safe? Are Dad and Mom still safe? Do you think there might be trouble looming?" Elara knew she was supposed to be the laid-back sibling who does not worry, but somehow the incident she just faced had ignited something inside her that made her fearful, and she did not even know it. "It is not that; I mean, when they are out together, should we go for dinner?" Isla said she felt a bit bad that she had made her sister go through the torture. "What?" Elara's face squeezed together as she bent her mouth to a corner and her eyebrows raised. "You
"You sure chose a fancy place," Elara said as they walked in. "A fancy place?" Isla was not sure if her sister was being cheeky or serious. This was one of the least fancy places she was able to get because of how close to the time they were booking, and since they did not use their real identities while up and about, they could not get in like their dad or Ronan would. "Yeah, look at all the lights and decorations Oh my gosh, it's been a while since I've been at a place like this." Elara's three years out of her family home meant that she lived like a peasant, and Isla seeing it firsthand angered her the more to hate Micah. "Are you saying that when you were with Micah you did not have dates in places like this?" Isal asked."He said that dates were a waste of money." Elara began her eyes darting to the painting on the wall as she smiled at how beautiful it was before adding under her breath. "But he had the money to cheat on me at one of the fanciest restaurants in our part of to
"Ezra?" Isla raised her head to look at him, and truly he was standing there. "You see him too, right; this is in my mind." Elara leaned in and whispered to her sister, and she nodded. "Oh well," she said, almost yelling and looking up. "What are you doing here?" "I am here for dinner with my sister," she said playfully, waving the menu in hand. "What about you?" she continued. Ezra seemed uncomfortable as she shifted from one leg to another and then shook his head. "Well," he began and then stopped to clear his throat. She raised her eyebrow at him and wondered why it was so hard for him to just say that he was there for dinner. "You don't have to say it if it is that hard," she said and then smiled at him. "It's nice to see you anyway," she said, looking back down at her menu. She felt a bit fuzzy inside; why did seeing him do that to her? "It's not that I don't want to tell you; I just did not want you to hear like this." "Hear what?" Isla asked, being nosy and also because
"Ezra," Olivia-Marie nudged his side after she saw him spacing out. "Yeah?" he muttered, looking around. All the eyes of her five friends were firmly looking at him; they must have asked him a question, and the way they were looking at him indicated they needed an answer. He wondered how someone would have five closet friends and thought it was right. He wondered what their relationship was like. "Why are you spaced out so much?" one of the friends on a pixie cut asked. "He must be busy with work," Olivia-Marie responded, trying to create an impression that was the reason he was so spaced out. "Can you give us a minute?" she asked, sliding off the chair and asking him to follow her. "Don't take more than a minute," another friend yelled as they walked away. All the other girls began laughing, and Ezra knew it was an annoying joke he might never be able to get, and he was not ready to be bothered by it."Definitely," Olivia-Marie said before walking faster. She found a spot where t
"Why are you coming back alone?" the girl with the pixie cut asked as Olivia-Marie approached the table. "Yeah, something urgent came up so he couldn't stay longer." Olivia-Marie lied as she slid back into her chair. "Did you guys make out at the back?" another girl asked, pointing to the direction she was coming from. "What are you saying?" Olivia-Marie pretended to blush as if something had really happened. She could not let these girls know that she and Ezra's relationship was rocky and not what they thought. At first, they always thought that she was making him up since there was never any evidence. No pictures, no gifts, no physical boyfriend to show, and now that he had shown up, they were a bit convinced, even though some of them still had doubts about it. Olivia-Marie had always wanted to prove she would be the first to get married in their crew, so it would not be unlikely that she was staging the whole thing. "I thought he would stay a bit and maybe pick up the tab," t
"Sooo...""Isla, can you please not talk about Ezra?" Elara said that because she knew that was what her sister was about to bring up. "Oh my gosh!" Isla exclaimed as if something surprising had happened. "How did you know what I wanted to talk about?" "Because before we left the restaurant, you have been itching to talk about it." "But still, how do you know what I was about to talk about?" Isla asked, still shocked at her sister's skills. "The same way you were able to know that that one out of those girls at the table was getting married." Elara closed her eyes and rested her head, and the car went slowly over the express. Elliot's one rule for all of his drivers was driving within the minimum speed. "I just don't understand it," Isla said as if she were talking to herself when in reality she just wanted to know why her sister and Ezra broke up. They were the perfect high school couple. The school they went to was only for the rich and wealthy, so when Ezra confessed to Elar
Ezra walked into his room with his tie that was always perfect but was now scattered on his neck and his hair disbelieved. He was holding his suit jacket in hand and looked like he had been drinking even though a drop of alcohol had not dropped on his tongue in weeks. He threw the jacket in hand to the bed and sat on it slowly. He had been searching for years, and yet Elara had not turned up. Why was she turning up just a few months before his wedding? When he saw her, all the emotions he had when she broke up with him eight years ago came rushing back. Elara was the first woman he had looked at and liked, and it had stayed that way. When he finally worked up the courage to ask her out, it was a relief that she felt the same way. They were kids according to their parents, but he thought it would stay the same way forever until the day after graduation."I waited a day after graduation to do this," she murmured as they sat in the garden of her house. "And I said we should do this ou
Elara fell to the bed. She stared at the ceiling, and all of the stars she put there when she was young had fallen out except for one that still stood in the middle. She stood up and switched off the light so the glow from the sticker could fill the room.She fell back as she stared at the sticker. "I guess one star isn't enough to glow," she whispered to herself. As she closed her eyes, the image of Ezra filled her mind, and no matter how she tried to refocus her attention on something else, all of her efforts were wasted.She had thought she had forgotten him; she thought he was in her past; she thought she had moved on and was in love with Micah. It made her really begin to question all she knew: did I really love Micah, or was he a way for me to forget the lingering pain that leaving Ezra had caused?She remembered, crying her eyes out, after telling him that she wanted to break up. Her heart was wrenching into tiny pieces, but she still believed that she had done the right thing.
"You are here to apologize to me?" Elara repeated her words back to her in a question form. "Why? Is Micah not good to you? Do you want to return him back because he is not exactly what you saw on the outside?" the questions left her mouth faster than her mind could comprehend.She did not intend to be mean and even though she was grateful for her breaking them off she could not help but still feel a little hurt. As at the time it happened she did not know that it was going to be a favour for her so her feelings at that time were valid. "Elara...""Oh does my life that looked so rosy from the outside not look as good as it did anymore? Is Micah unbearable? And his mom? Do you not like her anymore? Just because she does not want you around?" Elara wondered where she was getting all of the words from and how easily she was able to articulate herself to him."I mean most times poeple's life look like a dream when you are looking at it from the outside, once you are in it you get to know
Elara wondered why on earh Zara would come see her other, she had thought that after she made sure they got together that she had nothing to do with them anymore but unfortunately they seemed to keep showing up around her. She sighed as she sat on one of the couches in the middle of the room. She kept wondering what she could be there to say and if she was supposed to be kind to her.Somehow she was grateful to Zara, if she had not swooped in and taken Micah from her she would have been a hundred percent convinced that the man loved her and she would have stayed with him. With his attitude and that of his mom she would have been out of that house sooner or later. It was obvious that she had been saved from a bullet bt she was even more grateful to her because it had helped her connect back with Ezra after all this while and everything in her life seemed to be taking shape.She gulped and faced the door when the door opened, her assistant stepped into the room with Zara following close
"Its the weekend; want to go on a date?" Ezra asked Elara over the phone."Yes, but where are we going?" She responded without thinking twice about it. They were still in a private relationship and it was not yet time for them to tell the world. They were yet to tell their families so who could they get caught in public?"My place?""Isn't your father back?""We can tell him I offered to help you review some files," he suggested."Ezra Thatcher," she said, laughing. "When did you become such a good liar?""A liar?" he scoffed as if he were offended. "You can bring some files with you and we can speed up time together and I can help you" he said, sounding so proud of himself for being able to come up with such a solution."This sounds like a bad plan, and we wouldn't be doing it," she replied."I have another plan," he said in a hurry."Okay, then what is?""I'll show up at your house and announce to your parents that we are dating; that way we do not need to sneak about and can have a
"What is bad? What is very bad?" Ronan murmured. He was about to speak when she began talking. "This" she pointed between them shaking her head. "This is wrong on all levels and should not be happening between us" " Huh?!" He was confused. He did not think anything had happened between them to make her react like that. "I work for you, you are my boss. This is wrong" "What is wrong?" "You know what I am talking about" she said and he shook his head. The room fell silent with his eyes going from left to right on the tablet in hand. He finished and looked up at her with a dazzling smile that can make the heart beat crazily fast or even stop breathing all together. "Want to go for dinner tonight?" "Yes..." She trailed off as she realized what was happening. She had said yes without thinking about it. "No sir, I meant no. I do not want to go to dinner" she began the words pouring out at once. "Are you sure?" She did not know if the expression on his face meant that he was t
Noelle stood in front of Ronan's door. The memories of everything that happened yesterday flooded her mind. She spent the entire night tossing and turning and when her alarm went off this morning she was very close to calling in sick. The thought quickly left her mind when the possibility of him showing up in her neighborhood to check on her taunted her. She did not need Felix to see him there, she knew he was always watching her somehow and Ronan showing up at her doorstep was not good news for them both. She was glad that his office and hers was away from public eyes or else everyone would have wondered why she had spent over ten minutes contemplating whether to go in or not. She rubbed her hand on her skirt and raised it ready to knock. The door flew open before she could knock. Her hand hung in the air as she cleared her throat looking from side to side. She never knocked once and now she was about to knock. He looked at her with furrowed eyebrows and then turned on his heels.
Sarah did not know how she was supposed to react to the news; was she supposed to be happy for her daughter? Was this supposed to be a thing of joy? She searched her face but Zara kept a straight face. She wanted to know what her mother was thinking before she told her that she was excited for the child."Aren't you going to say anything?" Zara asked when she did not say anything. She feared that her mother thought she had made a mistake by actually getting pregnant."I don't know what I am supposed to say," Sarah confessed. "I mean, it is a good thing that you are pregnant if you want to but I thought your husband and his mother would not like something like that." Sarah paused and shook her head. "Are you happy? Do you want the baby?" she asked.Zara pressed her lips together and nodded. She had not thought about it before but now that she was thinking about it, she was sure that she wanted to keep that baby no matter what the Swansons said."Okay then, I guess I am happy for you but
Zara lay in bed staring at the ceiling; her mind flashed back to when she had gone to her parent's house and what had happened. Her father blamed her for his misfortune, even though he had been the one cheering her on when she wanted to get into this marriage. Somehow he was convinced that his marriage to Micah was going to be their ticket out of poverty; the only problem was that Zara did not pick a good target and that was the reason he was upset. After the fiasco at the wedding, he quietly dropped his resignation letter on Elliot's desk and left without a word. He said he had too much pride to still stay there after all that had happened."Pride is for those that have money to survive," Sarah had screamed in his face when he told her."I knew you would react this way; that was the reason I processed the resignation before telling you," he said smugly."How then do you intend to survive?" Sarah asked him. "Are you going to get a new job?" she asked and he shook his head. Sarah reali
"You do not need to take me home; I can go by myself." Noelle stopped and turned to him; she smiled faintly as she wondered how she was going to get any sleep. Everything that happened today happened so fast that she had been barely able to comprehend any of it. Ronan confessed to her in the morning and then again in the evening in front of his family. She was not sure if his family would accept her as they did; after all, everything was easier said than done but still, they seemed to be warm towards her all night."Wait up!" Clara called after them. They both stopped and turned to the woman speed-walking toward them. She stopped and turned to Noelle with a smile on her face. "I know that we seem far away because we are rich," she began air-quoting the word rich with an eye roll. "But we are normal people and one thing I want for all my children is for them to settle down with someone who loves them as much as they love them. I am not saying this to put any pressure whatsoever on you;
The entire table went silent as they heard what Ronan had just said. If they had been eating, particles of food and water would have been flying across the table. They all had stunned expressions on their faces, including Noelle, who sat there upright and unable to move.Elliot was the first to recover. He cleared his throat, looking from Ronan to the girl. "Why are you asking us? Shouldn't you ask the woman you want to date?" "I want to ask her, but she has so many excuses as to why we can't be together," Ronan replied, smacking his lips together. "Then what can we do to change her mind? Giving you our blessings does not make her want to date you," Clara said. "It's her choice, and if she says no, then no it is." "But yet no one has answered my question," Ronan replied. "If she agrees, would you two agree as well?" "Bringing her here and asking us this kind of question right in front of her is a bit..." Clara trailed off for lack of better words. "You know that we have never disap