Writer's POVEleanor stood up with full confidence. As if she had a whole file of what she wanted to say in her head. She went inside the box and stood with the panel. She took the oath. The whole "I swear to say the truth and nothing but the truth.." sounded unnecessary to her. She was going to tell them everything that happened and how it did."I want to say everything that has to do with me. All of it. Three weeks ago, I figured my Father didn't talk to me. He wasn't picking up my calls and he never dropped any messages. That was on a Friday. I called Jess and asked to see Father, she told me Father went on a trip.""Who is Jess?" The jury asked. "Jess is my stepsister. Mary's daughter.""Okay, go on." Eleanor nodded and continued, "I went home to see it myself but Jess didn't allow me in. She was so nervous. She didn't even allow me to peep in. I left and went back another day but I went with me…" she tried to find the word she could use to describe Harrison at the moment. "...my
Writer's POVEleanor looked at the number of people who raised their hands. There were almost five of them. She looked from their hands to their faces. The first hands she found were Jess's and Van's. There was also Emil beside her. She wanted to give him a knock. Why does he have to cause trouble?She didn't worry about whatever he wanted to say, he might be thinking about another thing. The judge allowed Jess to go first. Jess took the oath and stood in the panel. She was nervous, perhaps she was having stage fright."G…good afternoon everyone. I want to tell you exactly what happened. The day Father came back, Mother wasn't so pleased with it. She told me to stay away from him as much as possible. I didn't like it but my mother restricted me. When my mother came back one day, she cooked and told me not to eat it. I asked her why, and she told me it was poisoned. I wanted to leave the house but she wouldn't let me. I didn't want to have a hand in what she was doing but I had no othe
Writer's POVThe courtroom was quiet. Everyone was waiting for Mary to talk. if a pen dropped, the whole courtroom would hear it. Someone shifted his seat at the back, disrupting the silence. Mary pointed her Index finger past Eleanor. "That is the father of my children."Eleanor looked back and saw Liam. Just when she thought she had seen it all. Liam? Liam!!! Here she was, thinking about what could go wrong. How was it possible that he was with Mary and he still wanted to give her mother a hard time? He has dragged himself into the whole story. What was he doing there in the first place? "Ohhhhh," Eleanor said, making an "o" shape with her mouth. She closed her mouth and smirked. Could this get any more interesting? The court asked that he be brought to the panel. He was caught attempting to leave the courtroom when she pointed to him. Liam has been messing with their family since they were kids, why?"And who is the second person? The one who told you to kill Gabriel?" Mary cover
Writer's POVRoosevelt stood up to meet her daughter as she approached them. Eleanor collapsed on her arm, shedding all the tears she could. "Mother…I'm so…I'm so sorry. I don't know what to do."Her mother patted her back. "It's alright come, sit here." She sat beside Roosevelt. The court announced there would be having an hour break so people could go out and come back to hear the judgments. Serena, Lina, and Emil followed her and also Eleanor as they went out of the courtroom. She sat Eleanor down in an empty room. Eleanor was sobbing and crying nonstop. Roosevelt couldn't say she understood how Eleanor was feeling at the moment.She should have tread more carefully. If she was, she could have avoided everything that happened to Eleanor. It was unfair to Eleanor. Nothing in the world could be used to compensate for why Eleanor has lost.She sat there and patted her daughter's back as she lay on her legs. Eleanor lived with Harrison. She knew it. She told her to leave him but she
Writer's POVEleanor finally heard what she wanted to hear but why wasn't she happy? Why wasn't she rejoicing? A larger part of her was broken down, thrown into pieces. She regretted taking the case to court. She should have stayed and arrested Mary. She should have just found an alternative rather than being in so much pain to herself.With the things she just went through, she knew it would take her a very long time to love and be loved. She trusted Harrison. She believed almost everything he said, just to figure out he was the reason why she was going through everything she was going through and he was okay with it. He didn't say a word about knowing who she was but he did all along. She watched as Mary was taken away alongside her children. There was no difference in her facial expression. As for Hendrix, he walked majestically past. She trusted him too much too.She thought she had seen a friend but it backfired on her. Eventually, she was left with Emil, the only one who stayed
Writer's POVSerena finally had peace of mind. She was back with her family and she had nothing to worry about. Liam was already in prison, nothing could threaten her any more. She felt a little pity for Eleanor. She didn't deserve what she got but Serena was still glad for their lives.This was the calm after the storm. She finished cleaning Jess's room and Eleanor's room. She had a lot to do there but with the music she was listening to, it was all a piece of cake.They all already had breakfast so she went to take her bath. Jess's room was nice and cozy. It was her room now. She had to decorate it the way she wanted and please. First, she needs to get Liam's card. She can't just sit and not gain anything from him just like that.After taking her bath, she called Anderson. She told him she would need his company to go and search Liam's house. Now that they know he has children although both kids were also in prison, they would be out soon and they would want to go and claim their fa
Writer's POV"Mother, you know you don't necessarily need to give Eleanor the princess treatment. You have no idea what she has done to me whenever I was with her in my house. Mother, I have PTSD. She is a scary person. Too scary," Emil grumbled and reported.He was done with his part of the chore and he wanted to sleep like Eleanor. He was just trying to be closer to Eleanor's mother. He understood why Eleanor had to take a break."You are trouble, Emil. If I were Eleanor, I would throw you something hard in the face. you would wonder why I did that to you. Do you want to sleep too or do you just want to disturb me?"Mother was done with her cleaning too, it looked like the whole house was back to being brand new. He followed Mother back to the sitting room. He just wanted to have some time with her. Emil didn't lie about the way she had been approaching and referring to him. When they were kids, she used to be a mother to both of them. She was strict and equally sweet. She would ca
Writer's POVEleanor Carol dressed up in black. Luxury Black. She did her makeup and made sure everything was pitch black. She took her bag and headed out of the house. Her destination was a place she didn't want to visit but Emil just reminded her how brutally she was of that place. She entered Tolstoy's apartment. The guards didn't stop her. Every clicking sound of her shoes emitted danger. She wasn't smiling. She went in and went straight to the stables. She didn't care if Harrison was home or not. The moment she saw Magny, the horse neighed happily. I hadn't seen her for a long time. She smiled. At least something was still capable of making her smile. She related the horse. She was taking him home. She found the men that used to be there. They already knew her face so they let her be. Perhaps they had no idea Hendrix was in prison. She caressed the horse and calmed it down. It must have been so lonely staying there alone. There was no Hendrix to take care of him so she was goi