Elysia As I approached the hospital room, I saw Damon being wheeled out in a wheelchair, fast asleep. Beside him were his parents along with Zara and her daughter. My heart sank as I realized my fears. Feeling defeated, I walked up to them and hesitantly said, "Excuse me, how is Damon doing?" Zara's expression was cold as she replied, "He's doing much better now that he's finally away from you." Her words cut me deeply, and I felt a wave of hurt wash over me. "What do you mean?" I asked, my voice shaking. "You know exactly what I mean, Elysia," she replied, her tone harsh. "You're the last person Damon needs right now. He's trying to move on with his life, and he doesn't want anything to do with you." I felt a lump form in my throat as I heard her words. Damon's parents and Zara all glared at me, their eyes filled with anger and hatred. I felt like an outsider, unwanted and unloved. I turned and walked away, tears streaming down my face. I felt like my world was collapsing arou
Damon's Pov The sound of my phone ringing pierced my ears making me even more frustrated than I am. I picked it up and turned it over, it was Warren. A small sigh escaped my lips and answered the phone. "Hello Warren!" I gently caress my temples and a slight headache caused discomfort through my marrow. "I've got news sir, and you are going to be very interested." Warren's voice caused a stir in my heart, his words as though he had got a rather disturbing news for me, and I didn't doubt it. I gnashed my teeth and gulp the lump that gathered in my mouth. "What have you found out?" The tightening of the skin on my forehead made me rub my temples. I could feel my heartbeat slowly raising and quickly I placed my feet on the cold floor. "Hector, I found Hector sir!" My lips widens to Warren's wicked laughter from the other end of the phone. A devilish smirk appear in my face as my nerves relaxed. What about Hector did he find? I sincerely wished it's not just Hector but at least
Elysia Pov It's been two hours but it felt like forever. I've been standing by the door. I was banging on the door, my heart racing with panic. "Please, let me out!" I shouted at my parents, but they refused to open the door. I needed to get to the office, but they were keeping me locked in my room. Just as I was about to give up hope, my phone rang. It was Macy, my friend and employee. "Elysia, are you okay?" Macy's voice was filled with concern. "No, I'm not okay," I replied, my voice shaking with emotion. "What's going on? Did something happen at the office?" "Yes, your husband came in and searched everywhere, taking some documents and leaving," Macy said urgently. "We don't know what he took, but it's important. We need you here." My heart sank at Macy's words. Damon had gone to the office and caused chaos, and I wasn't there to stop him. "I need to get there," I said, desperation in my voice. "I know, Elysia, but how? Can you sneak out?" I looked at the door, still close
Elysia Pov Macy handed me her laptop and opened the CCTV footage. I watched intently as Damon stormed into my office, frantically searching through everything. My heart sank as I realized what he was looking for. "He took the registration documents," I said, my voice trembling with anger and frustration. "The ones that prove I'm the owner of this company." Macy's eyes widened in shock. "What? Why would he do that?" "I don't know," I replied, my voice filled with uncertainty. I kept staring at the registration documents on Macy's laptop, a sense of dread settled over me. The fact that I can't remember anything was making me even frustrated, and I had no idea why Damon had taken these files from my office. It was as if a fog had descended on my mind, obscuring everything that had happened. I felt lost and alone, like a ship without a compass, adrift in a sea of uncertainty. "Why would he do this?" I asked Macy, my voice barely above a whisper. Macy looked at me with a mixture of
"Do not yell at me," I said through gritted teeth. My brother-in-law was foaming at the mouth with anger and I couldn't care less."The hell I won't. This is my house, and I can do whatever the hell I want." He yelled."That's what this is about, isn't it? You can't stand me living here because you are mistreating my sister.""That is not true and you know it."His veins were comical as they bulged on his forehead. If I wasn't so angry, I would be laughing right now."Right, because you are the poster child for the perfect husband?""I won't stand here and be insulted by you. Paris, warn your sister or I won't be responsible for any of my actions." He yelled at my sister.She stood to the side with her hands folded across her chest like she wanted to disappear."I hope you are not threatening me, Henry. That would be stupid." I narrowed my eyes at him.I wanted to comfort my sister but this jerk needed to be put in his place. He has gone too far this time."Warn her, Paris." He said b
I met Olivia at the entrance of my office, "are you okay?" "Yes, I am going to need you to cancel that meeting.""But...""Cancel it." I entered my office and shut the door.My chest tightened with anger, I can't believe my grandmother would go to this extent to prove a point.A knock sounded on my door, "Olivia, I told you to cancel my meetings."I looked up in time to watch my grandmother approach me with a smile."Let me explain,""There is nothing to explain, Grans.""I am just trying to look out for you.""No, what you are trying to do is blindside me and bend me to your will. What is it about this girl that you want me to marry her so much?"My grandmother's smile slipped but she put it back."You are a good match.""The days of arranged marriage are over,"There was no way in hell I was going to marry someone I didn't know."I know but..."“No,”“Please, I promise you will like her,” she pleaded with me.“I don’t care if she saved you. I don’t want to get married because she i
“I can’t believe we did this,” I said with a grin.Marcelle stared at me unfazed, “we sure did, Mrs. Kessner.”“That will take some time to get used to it,”“Octavia, I would like to discuss this some more tomorrow. I need to go break the news to my grandmother.”“That’s okay. I need to head home.”I didn’t wait for him to say anything. I turned and walked to my car. The whole ride home, I wondered if I had made a mistake.It wasn’t like me to jump headfirst into a decision without thinking it through. It was like he charmed me into saying yes. The whole time I looked at him as we got our marriage certificate, all I could think of was how comfortable I felt with him.I don’t know anything about him, yet it felt like I have known him my whole life. It was nice.I parked my car in front of my sister’s house. I bent my head over the steering wheel, I didn’t want to go in there, but I wanted to talk to her about this.I let myself in with the key, going straight to my room. I didn’t want
I sit alone at the bar, nursing a glass of wine on the counter. The red liquid is strong down my throat but not strong enough to fill me with the courage to embark on this cold, lonely journey. It isn't enough to fill me with the comfort I need to survive this nightmare.I have been in New York for a week and have run out of time and money. I haven't eaten proper food since I didn't want to leave a paper trail. I take my drink in one gulp. If I had more money, I would have spent it on more drinks, but I have to stop here now.I stare at the piece of paper in front of me, with three simple words scribbled in black ink. You are next.Three simple words drove me out of my home into the streets like some beggar. These words divided my family and left me in this world all alone to run and hide like an animal. But these words also made me determined to live and forget all this was happening.I have carried it with me ever since that day. It was a constant reminder of the nightmare that I wa