Eleanor’s POV"You know what, for years of being isolated alone away from her and used to being a lonely person, there were various plans and revenge appearing in my mind, until now. I want her to feel the pain that she gave me. The past several new years and Christmas, every birthday that I had was a complete silence." He is full of resentment, I can see it in his eyes."A serious question, do you really want to take revenge or you can’t just let go of the pain?""Who could ever tend to ease the heartless thing she did to our family? Absolutely, that is not me.""But do you still have that kind of love for her, as a mother?" I need to assess his insights to be able to determine how I can respond, without puncturing his point of view."Zayn? You still with me?""I never thought of that. I couldn’t think of the right answer for now." He looked away, functioning not keeping track of my eye contact.*Ring (3x)"Man, where are you?! You and Eleanor both disappeared at the same time. Your m
Eleanor’s POVThe host was too confident and made the party’s way to still be in the heat after that incident where the random stranger shouted her claim on me. She was brought out of the event because of her unending words, which made Zayn’s mother swim in stress. Aunt Grace did not let her explain and simply called me and Zayn for a meeting at the dining kitchen, where visitors are not found while the party is still on-going. "Gosh, that girl almost ruined my party. I was just letting the crowd know how proud I am of Zayn and you being his future Luna, but how can such a person say those kinds of things about you, Eleanor? I called the two of you here to tell me whether that woman’s claims are justified or not. Even though I feel good about you for my son, I was hit by the fact that I do not know you personally, and we even met each other in an incomplete day." "Mom, this is not the time where you are going to judge her. You pretty much do not know much about her personally." "Ye
Eleanor’s POVZayn observed around, trying to catch a glimpse of every person who was watching at the moment. "You are one of mom’s children, aren’t you?" Zayn pulled me back and stopped moving for a while to entertain. "I thought you’d never recognize me. Yes, I am. I am the one next to you, as the eldest child among our brothers and sisters. I’ve been wanting to meet you personally and create a bond together. Mom told me so much about you, which made me more excited to spend time with you." Unlike their mother, I can see genuine, not fake, emotion on his face. Or maybe he acts so well that I cannot even compare him to his own female parent. "Really? Are you sure that we have the same mother? As far as I know, mine does not complement me when it comes to her stories, besides mentioning that my biological father is rich. Anyways, may I know how to uhm-- address you?" "Clyde, I do not mean to offend you, but let me get straight to the point. I have no interest in knowing you or any
Eleanor’s POV"What do you mean, half-sister, dad? Did you make me travel miles away just to tell me a nonsense joke?" This cannot be fact-based. Of all my life, I never had any suspicions about having another family that could be shared with. Or was I just too blind because of the coverage placed on my eyes?"Excuse me, do you think everyone here is joking about any of this? I could not even accept having you as my sister." The lady, who is almost the same age as me, just could not get a good grasp on whether she is older or younger for countable years. There is an ache that started to fill the pumps between my insides when I saw her face. Honestly, I cannot fool myself. She truly has some of the facial features I have that I got exclusively from my dad. "Stop talking that way, Ava. She is your sister, and you need to learn to accept her." "Well, it looks like she is not ready to accept me into her life as well. I am not that type of person who will be pushing myself to someone tha
Eleanor’s POV"Can you give me a hard slap on the face? I might be dreaming after all that occurred just an hour ago. Maybe there is still a chance to escape this new chapter that has been revealed." The first few sentences that I verbalized as I and Zayn finally reached his home We need to rest a lot. This day has been too much for us and our families. "I would love to do that just to pull out the thorn in your heart right now, but of course you know that I will never physically hurt you, so it is a no for me. This is already the reality, Eleanor. This is an actuality that we need to face." Still, I could not move on from the fact that dad has another family to take care of. It was just immediately placed in front of me that I am not the only responsibility of my father, which is what I have been used to for a long time."We really are dealing with our family problems. I thought I would be the only one watching you at the village, but you also caught a glimpse of mine. I-I don’t kno
Eleanor’s POV"What do you need, Dylan?" I bothered answering the call right in front of Zayn because I knew how he would lose his mind once I walked away, negatively bringing him a message that he should reduce his trust in me. I am just being sensitive, since we are both emotionally tired for the day."Is Zayn there? Can I talk to you, privately?" Side eye, our eyes matched. I already know that being unsure is what Zayn is thinking. Why would Dylan need to talk to me, just the two of us? Is he going to say something that Zayn will be too occupied by it? Zayn is still waiting for me to utter a reply. How did I place myself in this situation?"Actually, he is here with me. Although you can still talk about the matter you’d like us to discuss. This will stay confidential if that is what you are considering more of." Were those the right words to say?"No, I really want this to be privately discussed with you. Put it on loud speaker, let me talk to him." He is sincere, out of the tone
Eleanor’s POVBefore stating my verdict to Aunt Grace’s words, I peaked behind us and was still able to see dad’s figure. He did step, following my rushed path. Perhaps he felt guilty. Forgetting that he still had his primeval child What on earth is this kind of affair? I came here to the mall to locate the peace that my mind and soul are coveting, but destiny made its way to let me still subscribe to the inflexible events that my life is racking with pain.Although the other half is not with him, he is meters away from us. We need to get out of here before he comes by and catches up with me. Oh boy, I can describe them as both great walls that would crash me into pieces once they both come near me."This is serious, Eleanor. We should discuss matters for Zayn’s present and future." Aunt Grace looks determined, as if he came across the city just to see me. "H-How did you find me here?" The first ponder that came to mind when I saw Aunt Grace was her being an accomplice with my half
Zayn’s POV"Sir, you have a sudden visitor– It is your mom. Will I let her in now?" What the hell is she doing here in the city? I did not know that she is letting herself be exposed to this place, a vicinity she eagerly refuses to live in. What could be her purpose? This action of her is jaundiced for me since she never wanted to step her feet here in the city, she labels this as an excretory area."Do I have any other choice but to let her leave? Please, let her in." I took a deep breath as I set aside the piled paperwork I need to read once the sun gets down. "Zayn! It was pretty hard finding this enormous building of yours. My skin was deeply exposed to the unclean scent of the environment outside. Well, it’s kind of relieving that the air inside is as fresh, but not fresher, than Ampere’s village serenity." She greeted herself and comfortably positioned herself on the seat in front of me. "Traveling could be the hardest thing for me. Could your secretary give me a glass of wate
Eleanor’s POVAfter a long time of hoping for us to meet, finally we are facing each other’s face right now. I missed her a lot. Of people that I have been wanting to meet after my resurrection from that camouflaged house at the forest, Mia is the first option for me to meet. I was just done telling her my story and she has been totally astonished of every single thing that happened especially on the part while I was nearly being captured by death. “I cannot believe that your own sister and her mother did that to you! If I will have the chance to see those persons, I will truly remove every piece of their hair until they get bald.” She is more angrier than I am. Well, that is normal for the two of us since she has a more fierce attitude than I do. She is a total war-freak more than I am.“Don’t worry because they are now locked in a silver cage and will never come out until dad or Zayn says so. As for me, that is already a fine punishment for them. I do not agree of killing them beca
Eleanor’s POV"The moon-goddess? I have never heard of that. Who is she, and what is her relation to us again?" I think I heard of her before, but I am not able to recap my memories now due to insufficient rest. I am totally dehydrated, hungry, and not in the mood for any realizations. "To explain who I am to you, Eleanor, I am someone in your life. I chose the destined partner for you, which is Zayn." My mouth just opened, and I cannot utter a word. "I am overwhelmed." The only words that just came out of my mouth. "I was the one in charge of your destined mates. Now that I saw you two still strong after all that you have been, I can say that I am proud and I did not go wrong when it comes to pairing both of you." She gives us a genuine smile. Until now, I was astonished by her presence. She is indeed beautiful and perfect for me. Her hair is also in a perfect state, a color silver with large curly waves on it. She looks like an animated person that came out from a digital art. "
Zayn’s POV"Z-Zayn? How did you know about this place? What you just saw is not what you think!" She then suddenly drops the knife on the floor, along with drops of blood from Eleanor’s body. As if her body froze when she saw me looking at her."How dare you do that to her?! Who are you to inflame a part of her body?" Up until now, the gun has been focused on her face. In just one click, I can aim for her head easily, and she will die in a split second."You are all getting it wrong, Zayn! You will not understand that she needs to die. Her existence makes me feel like I am in hell." She is acting as if she feels more pain than Eleanor does."Who are you to dictate her life? You are her sister, who is obviously lower than her status. She is a Luna, yet look how she became one because of your craziness! She must be respected, not treated like a burly animal." "If she does not die, my life will be miserable! We are the opposite of each other." I shot the gun near her feet, which made he
Eleanor’s POV I can feel that my body is nearly giving up, as if the chains wrapped around the chair I am sitting in are the ones who will hold my balance already. Ill treatment is what they do here to me every day. I cannot move my limbs properly, my stomach aches a lot, my vision is totally blurry, and I can feel large bruises with matching wounds all over my body. If a mirror is placed in front of me, I will not be able to distinguish myself that fast. From the day on, I promised myself that I would not eat every food that they were offering, they did not attempt to give any of it. Still, they just managed to let me drink water whenever I was thirsty, but of course we all know that water is not enough. "A-Are you not really going to bring me back to the city and let me live my life there? I think I already paid enough. You made me miserable for– I don’t even know how long it is already." Amelia laughed, "What made you think that we are turning you back at the city? Excuse me, on
Zayn’s POV I let Uncle Martin visit my mansion again and even called Dylan for us to have a better conversation together. The venue was supposed to be at Uncle Martin’s mansion since I do not want him to exert any effort on going here, but I remembered that it is also Ava and Amelia’s home. If they happen to hear any word from us, they might alter or modify some of their actions. "He just messaged me that he parked his car outside at the garage. I am pretty sure that he had a sight of your auto and is now wondering if you are here or not." "Surely, what he still knows is that we are in a big fight." "Acually, that is what everyone knows. I think that is already a better option for us, so that no one will be astounded by our sudden collision."Anyways, do you have that sexy dialogue for her later on?""Stop right there, Dylan. It would be impromptu, as I have no idea how the situation will turn out. But one thing is what I am sure of, I am not excited and happy about it." *Ding Do
Eleanor’s POV"Don’t you want to eat?" The guard who is assigned to me pushed me to eat the medium raw meat with veggies on the side. "Do you think anyone would like to eat in this kind of situation? If you were here, would you have an appetite to eat something?" From this morning until lunch, he keeps pushing me to take a bite of the food he is offering. I even do not have an idea what they put there that might make me weaker. My body cannot deny that it is totally hungry already, but I will not eat anything that they offer. For the past few days, I had a bite of every food they have offered me, but I feel like every day that passes, I get weaker and weaker."You’ll die of starvation if you do not eat." He suggests. "Who are you to take care of me? If I don’t want to do it, then I will not!" Within reach, I kicked the plate, and the food above it was wasted on the dusty floor. "A lot of people are not eating and do not have the privilege to eat these kinds of food, but you are jus
Zayn’s POV For how many days of Eleanor being a missed person, nothing is getting better. Nothing is progressing with her case when it comes to how the police officers handle it. I am starting to contemplate now, what if the person who got her is Dylan? I could not stop thinking about that matter. Of all the people that surround her, he is most likely the one who would cause this to happen to her. Perhaps, they kidnapped her, and that would be an advantage for them to do anything with Eleanor. But why doesn’t Eleanor’s father know? I thought both of them conspired with each other when it comes to proceeding with their wedding? Maybe they lost keeping in touch because Uncle Martin was busy with his new family, as Eleanor informed me. However, I was being flooded by Uncle Martin’s text messages, saying such words to me that are equal to one word only, which is irresponsible. He keeps on blaming me. I tried opening this up to Kyle, but he told me that we don’t have sufficient proof for
Eleanor’s POVMy eyelids consciously opened on their own, finding out that I was in a spacious area without any things in reach. Where am I, and what is this place? It is a closed area where the windows are also covered, and almost all of the walls have soundproofing instruments to make sure that even if I scream so loud, no one from the outside will hear me say anything. I looked at the side, where there is a special built-in bed, and saw Ameila peacefully sleeping. Ava is obviously not here, her presence is absent. Until I came deeper into my senses, I noticed that I was sitting in a chair where I could not move. I was locked with several chains, which is totally giving me a heavy feeling. I moved for a bit, and there is a vibrant noise heard from these chains. I saw Amelia move, please do not be awakened by these chains. I moved again, starting to find where the lock is, but it keeps on emitting large percussions. How can I get out of this captivation? Even if I transform into my w
Eleanor’s POV I feel like I slept all day, waking up inside the mansion and seeing Zayn’s face totally worried at me. The last time I remembered, I was on my way to the post-office when someone gave something to me until I ran out of consciousness, which led me to sleep. I cannot even discern if that was a dream or not. "Eleanor! You’re already awake. I thought you will not be opening your eyes again. I was so worried about you". Zayn hugged me tightly, as if he had not seen me for how many years. "How many hours were I out?" Curiously, I asked. "You were in doze for 7 days already." My face frowned, doubtful about whether he was telling the truth or not. Is he serious, or did I not hear it right? I did not utter a word and am still analyzing that short sentence he verbalized. For almost a minute, he had a blank face until he could not stop his laugh. I knew it, he is faking it. "Don’t worry because you were sleeping for just 7 hours, not days. Just wanting to see your reaction."