Writer's POVWhen they got to Eleanor's home, Harrison was the one who knocked on the door. The door swung open and Jess came out. When she saw Harrison, she smiled and greeted him without seeing Eleanor. "Good morning sir. How can we help you?""Can I come in?" He asked. Jess smiled at him. "Of course. Come in." Jess opens the door widely. Harrison's stepped in and Eleanor stepped in too almost immediately. When Jess saw Eleanor, she freaked out and shuddered."W…what are you doing here Eleanor?" Jessy hands started shaking like they did the first time that she went to the house. "You are asking me what I am doing in my father's house?" She banged the door. "Now, Jessica. Be nice and tell the truth. Where is the father?"Jessy exchanged glances between Eleanor and Harrison. She looked horrified and scared. Eleanor didn't care. All she wanted to do was get her father and drive these people out of her life. She thought she could accept them but with everything they had been showing he
Writer's POVSerena paced around her room in the hotel. She already knew everything she wished to know but she didn't expect it. When Emil told her that she was Eleanor's sister, she didn't believe it but Eleanor was too broken down. There's no way Eleanor would cry over a joke.It made sense, she remembered the tattoo she saw on Eleanor, she had it too before she woke up. The plastic surgery must've changed a lot of things on her body. She sat on the bed. She was a bad person to Eleanor, she even tried to get her own sister killed.Now she understood why Eleanor had to cry. She had been looking for her for a very long time, finding her and realizing she was the one person that hated her the most. Serena couldn't bear to face Eleanor again. Perhaps she shouldn't have found out who she originally was."So, if Eleanor is my sister, then I have parents…a real mother and father," she said to herself. She buried her face in her palms. She should meet with Liam. It's no use doing what Liam
Writer's POVSerena toyed with her drink. "I would try it." Her eyes flashed and her heart rebelled against the tyrannical decree. She would ask no questions but she wouldn't watch, listen and if possible, study Eleanor when she goes to meet her."You should." Anderson held her hand. Her heart eased and she looked up at him. " Be happy. You might not have enough time to do so anymore. The world is evolving and you need to stay happy with it. So," Anderson checked his wristwatch, "it's still early. You would make it there if you leave after lunch. Would you come back to tell me how it goes?"Would she? She wasn't sure. She still had her doubts about going to see Eleanor. Karma was a bitch. She remembered the times when she would go to Harrison's house and say all sorts to Eleanor, the way she framed Eleanor for the death of someone that Liam convinced her to kill."I would try." The waiter brought their food and they ate. She had little appetite. Her mind was with Eleanor, what would s
Writer's POVEleanor woke up in the bedroom. Her mind went back to when she was with Serena and they were talking. She felt a slight headache and sat up, resting her back on the wall. Someone came in and dropped a bowl on the table. "You're awake," she said.Eleanor looked up and found Serena. She smiled. She still has someone to keep the memories of her Father with. "You're still here. Isn't it late already?" "I will be staying with you tonight. You suddenly fainted when we were downstairs and you need to stop crying." Serena rubbed off a tear on Eleanor's cheek. Eleanor had no idea she was crying. The tears seem to have their plans for her.Serena cooled Eleanor's head with the damp towel. Eleanor can't count the number of times she had been treated with a damp towel in Harrison's house. She always got into one problem or the other."Serena, you grew so well." To Eleanor, she was seeing Serena for the first time. Serena sat beside her. "I can't apologize enough for everything I hav
Writer's POV"Careful. Do you have a tight grip on her shoulders?" Eleanor asked Lina as they carried her mother back into the house. They successfully laid her on the couch. "I knew it. Should have told her about this earlier than this. She must be so tired and surprised by what she heard." Eleanor sat and laid her mother's head on her lap. Her mother was still conscious although it was hard for her to breathe. it turned out that she lost her balance when she heard that Serena was her daughter.She opened her eyes and looked at Eleanor. Her face was still pale from shock. Eleanor helped her mother up and settled her down. She gave her a cup of water. Her mother rushed it down her throat and got a hold of her breath. She looked at Eleanor."So tell me. Tell me all I heard was nothing but the truth." Eleanor didn't respond. She looked at Serena who was looking at her toes. She must be blaming herself for what happened to Mother some minutes ago. "Are…are you…Serena? My Serena?"Serena
Writer's POV"It's umm… it's gorgeous. I kind of love it." Eleanor held the piece of art, replacing her heart with it and handling it with care. She could feel Harrison's strong hands fold around her waist. The way he was touching her, his breath and heartbeat…she was calculating every bit of it. "So, what did I score? I did a lot didn't I?""How did you…it's so…flawless. I'll give you one out of a hundred." She chuckled. Harrison grumbled. "Why would you give me such a score? He rested his palms on his hips and pouted. Eleanor laughed; he looked like a young princess-king. She had never seen him look so innocent.Was it possible that Mother saw someone else? Harrison wouldn't do such a thing. Should she ask him nicely? Or should she tell him? This wasn't the time. She always had bad timing."What are you thinking about? You have been staring into space for a long time." She blinked after hearing him. She tapped his chest. "I gave you one because I am ninety-ninth percent you have me
Writer's POVHarrison paced around, touching each end of the wall when he reached there. Eleanor's actions weren't expected and it bothered him. She just barged inside and said all sorts, asked for things and he told her and she left just like that. It has been days now and she wasn't even picking up her calls.The woman she was asking about, sounded determined to know if he tortured her. He sat down. Eleanor was driving him mad. These things shouldn't matter to him but he had no rest of mind and body. He needs to meet Eleanor quickly and make things right. He would be torturing himself by not seeing her at all.He hadn't seen her or spent time with her for a very long time. Most times, he would eat alone and hallucinate. Perhaps, he should get himself busy with something. Something like finding out what Eleanor was up to. She had been looking for something and she never mentioned what it was. Now, her father died and she was still not sleeping in his house.He took his coat and swung
Writer's POVHarrison stood up and adjusted his coat. "I wasn't taking my time. I didn't know it was already a year. You can do as you please Eleanor but be rest assured that I would not let you be and I would get you back into my house but it is still understandable. I would let you be." He left with the door open. Eleanor stood up and closed the door. She joined Emil in the room and checked out the things they bought from the hall on their way back from the police station. They already had the evidence they needed. All she had to do now is to find out when she was going to go and get her father's corpse from the house. She couldn't allow them to stay in the house with the body and leave it just like that.She wanted to forgive Van and Jess but the way Jess acted to her made her change her mind. They were all going to face the law. Her feeble heart has turned to stone and she has turned blind eyes to the cute things. The world is brutal and the people in it are selfish. They all wan