When Simon finally opened his eyes, he knew he wasn’t alone.Blinking up to push the dizziness aside, he turned his head to glance over to his left.As he had already guessed, Elena sat in the chair next to his bed, her head down, her fingers laced with his.A soft smile broke across his lips. His thumb caressed the back of her hand, his heart at peace seeing that she was doing much better than the last time he remembered.“Elena,” he spoke softly, gently, and with so much love that his own eyes prickled a little. “Wake up, darling, or you’ll hurt your back like that.”She stirred awake, and as soon as her gaze found his, she sat up, a look of utter relief washing over her face. Her hand left him and cradled his cheek instead.“You’re awake!”“Yes, I am.” “I was so worried.” She was on the verge of tears again. “The surgery was over, but they told me you’d be out for a while. But it’s been hours already! And you were still sleeping! I thought— I was so—”“Hey.” Simon cupped her face, s
Simon didn’t know what to say.He wasn’t even sure if he heard her right.Did she say what he thought he heard?Did she just—“Simon?” she asked, her voice trembling slightly as she searched his face for any sign of pain or discomfort. Her hand cupped his face gently, her thumb brushing against his cheek in a tender caress. “Are you still here? Are you okay?”“I’m fine,” he mumbled, though the confusion in his eyes was evident. His brow furrowed as he tried to piece together the fragments of his memory. “Can you maybe repeat what you just said? I think I might have misheard you.”Elena scoffed softly and rolled her eyes, a hint of amusement in her expression. Simon stared at her, bewildered. He didn’t understand why she was reacting this way; he was being absolutely serious.“I’m pregnant.”There it was again. She had said it clearly, and he hadn’t misheard her. That’s exactly what she had said. He felt like his mind was reeling, trying to catch up with the magnitude of those words.“
Ouch!” Elena gasped as the nurse applied medicine to her wounds before changing the bandage.The nurse glared, but mostly because her patient deserved it. “I did tell you to take better care of yourself, but you just don’t listen, do you? Every time I come to change your bandage, I find your room empty. Is this how you plan to get well, huh? Because if that’s the case, it’s only going to take more time than you’re already going through right now, and I have the feeling you’re not enjoying it one bit, are you?”Elena just lowered her gaze, ashamed and guilty. She knew she wasn’t a model patient, but what else could she have done? Simon hadn’t gained consciousness for hours, and she couldn’t just lie down here and do nothing. She was going out of her mind thinking about what was happening outside. So, she did the one thing she thought would give her the kind of peace she needed at that moment. She visited him whenever she could, but yes, she might have neglected her own injuries while s
“Mom!”Diana looked up from the book she was reading and couldn’t help but smile when she found her daughter standing at the door.“Oh my God, Carmen! How did you—? When did you—?”Carmen, a woman in her mid-thirties, rushed inside and hugged the older woman.“I can’t believe you got yourself in trouble again,” Carmen scolded, pulling away. “And for whom? That…monster?!”“Carmen!”“No!” Carmen shook her head. “I’m not going to listen to anything you’re saying. You always asked me not to question your weird relationship with Simon, and I didn’t. But this has gone too far. You got hurt because of him, for God’s sake! This is unacceptable.”Diana shook her head, cupping her daughter’s face. “I’m absolutely fine, sweetheart. See?” She pulled away and hoped her daughter could see how great she was. Sure, her head hurt a bit, and there was weakness every time she tried to stand on her own, but that was it. She was sure it was only temporary. “A few days of complete rest and I’ll be fit as a
Elena stepped further inside. Ever since she had asked the question about what Simon had done, Diana and her daughter had been eerily quiet. It kind of frustrated her a little, but she wasn’t going to express it, mostly because she still wanted to know what was going on. She wanted to know what they were talking about and what Simon had done to make this young woman so damn angry.Diana spoke first after a while. “It’s nothing that you need to worry about—”“Are you sure about that?” Carmen chipped in, mostly under her breath, but because she was standing closer to Elena, Elena heard it all.She turned to look at the young woman in front of her. She could tell from the striking resemblances in their faces that they were related. Because Diana had talked about her family members while they shopped for wedding stuff, Elena had a good guess about whom she was talking to.“You’re Diana’s daughter, aren’t you? Carmen, if I remember correctly?”Carmen nodded sternly. “Yes. Carmen it is. You
For the entire ride back to NYC, Elena kept to herself. She either sat alone, pretending to sleep, or watched something on the screen to pass the time.To her relief, Simon didn’t try to disturb her either. He stayed busy working with his PA or just talked on the phone, trying to catch up on all the work that had been delayed for one reason or another.Once the plane landed, Simon and Elena drove in the same car. This time, she could feel Simon’s eyes on her and his fingers drawing soft patterns on the back of her hand. But Elena stayed quiet, as if not ready to talk just yet.It wasn’t her fault, though, and God knows it wasn’t easy either. Before boarding the plane, she had assumed she would just take his hand in hers, look him in the eyes, and ask him about everything that happened between him and Carmen. But seconds turned into minutes, and minutes turned into hours, and she couldn’t gather the courage to actually talk.She wondered what would happen if she wasn’t satisfied with w
The mention of Carmen was enough to make Simon grow completely still.Now, he at least knew why Elena had been so distant all day.He should have seen this coming.Back at the hospital, when he heard about her arrival to visit Diana, he should have known they might run into each other.And he did, but he was so deeply consumed with the news of becoming a father that everything else seemed pale in comparison.Shit. Diana was right. He should have been open with Elena about his past long before this moment arrived. He couldn’t lose her now, not at any cost.Perhaps that’s why he held on to her a little tighter and took a moment to collect his thoughts. When he was ready, he met her gaze once again.“I’m assuming you met her—Carmen, I mean?”“Yes,” she nodded. “While I was checking up on Diana, Carmen was in the room.”He cleared his throat. “And she said something to you.”She shook her head. “No, she didn’t. But I heard them talking. And why does it matter anyway? Just tell me what hap
He was so busy talking, so busy explaining his actions, that he failed to notice how the silence of the room grew more deafening with each passing moment. When Simon finally stopped and looked up, his eyes met Elena’s, and the shock and hurt he saw in those hazel eyes took his breath away.Shit. She did hate him now.She blinked at him a couple of times and then, in the slowest, saddest, and most disgusted tone, she said, “I cannot believe you.”He had no idea what to say to that.Elena pulled her hand away from him and got to her feet. He rose along with her, and when he reached for her again, she stepped back, creating distance between them.“Elena…”“You… you… how could you? I don’t believe this, I…” She ran her hands through her hair. “Simon, why?”He felt the panic rising inside his heart. This moment. This was the moment that would either make them or break them. He could feel it in his veins.“I told you… I was different then. I didn’t care what anyone else thought or what I th
Hey lovely readers,First of all, I would like to say a huge thank you if you’ve made it to the end. It wasn’t an easy journey, I know, but you stayed, and that means everything to me. :)Secondly, let me get straight to what I said I would be talking about in this note.I know a lot of you (probably all of you) must be wondering what happens with Josh next, and what about Angelina, Betty, Caleb, and the other kids.No worries—the reason I decided not to continue their stories here is that I’ll be exploring that story arc in a new book. It will probably be published soon (I’ll do my best, I promise). I realized that Josh’s story needed its own space because there was so much I wanted to write for him, and that couldn’t happen alongside Simon and Elena, who were obviously nearing their happy ending.But yes, it’s impossible to write about Josh without Elena, so Elena and Simon will be making appearances in the new book as well. Maybe sometimes more than I intend, because God knows I lov
After their little party was over and everyone went back to the guest rooms to rest, Elena laid their sleeping daughter in her crib and tucked her nicely.A pair of warm hands slid around her waist from behind, a kiss landed on her shoulder. “Thank you for today. How long have you been planning all this? And how the hell did you manage to invite Josh? I didn’t take him for a party person. Not these days.” He whispered into her ear, making her skin tingle.“You have to ask me how I got your brother to attend? I have my ways of making people do what I want.” She grinned as she turned in his arms and looped hers around his neck.He grinned as well. “Is that right? Do those ways include threatening? Do I want to know the details?” He said jokingly, knowing how Elena is, and she was very much the kind of person who’d go out of her way to make the things that were important to her, happen.“Oh, I think you don’t really want to know. But, I just had to do it for you.”She gave him a light kis
Simon woke up in the middle of the night, his heart racing.He looked around himself, patting his hand around in search of the person he was hoping to find. But to his dismay, there was no one else on the bed with him.“Elena?” he said out loud, frowning at the darkness.His hand patted the sheets and pillow again, trying to feel for her body, but he found nothing. Where was she? Where did she go?“Elena?”No response.He was starting to worry now. Where was she? He could feel a sense of dread slowly filling up inside him. He needed to find her. He needed to know if she was okay.Suddenly, he heard footsteps coming from outside his room. He quickly got out of bed, put on his sweatpants and a t-shirt and opened the door.There was no one in the hallway. It was eerily quiet.He frowned, he could swear he heard someone walk by just now.“Elena, are you here? Please say something, darling. It’s me.” He said as he walked slowly to the end of the hallway, bare feet.Just when he thought he
Elena stood outside the doors, clutching the bouquet tightly in her hands. She was shaking, and she knew that anyone who could see her right now would notice, including her brother, Josh.“You’re not a very confident bride, are you?” he teased.She rolled her eyes, wanting to punch him but refraining from causing any casualties at her wedding.“I’m just nervous, that’s all.”“Understandable,” he said, taking a deep breath. “Trust me, you’re not the only one.”She looked up at him, unsure of what he meant. “What do you mean?”“Simon probably feels way worse. I mean, did you see him before he went into that room with his friends? He was sweating bullets.”She shook her head. “You’re making that up.”“I’m not, I swear!” He chuckled. “He’s just as scared as you are, if not more. And that’s a sight I never thought I’d see in my life.”She smiled a little. “I guess you’re right. He is pretty intimidating.”“Exactly. So you have nothing to worry about.” He patted her shoulder. “You’ve got thi
Richard whistled, and Danika watched as Greg, standing outside the room, appeared and uncuffed him.“What the fuck?” Danika was shocked. “How did you… How did you do that?” She turned to face Greg. “You… you work for me, not him! Cuff him back to the door, you giant imbecile!”“Sorry, miss,” Greg said in a deep voice, “I don’t think I will. Mr. McDowell here paid me a lot more money than you to change sides.”“What?!”“That’s right.” Richard stood up, rubbing his wrists. “This is over for you, Danika. Let’s just end this before anyone gets hurt.”Shocked and now furious, Danika was not someone who would give up so easily. Her fingers tightened around the scalpel in her hand. She would fight. She would not go down without a fight.“You think you can win, Richard? You think you’re so smart, don’t you? Well, you’re wrong. I’m not going anywhere. If I can’t have Elena, then no one can.”Without warning, she lunged at Elena, swinging the scalpel towards her throat. But before she could eve
“Is everything set up?” the first man who carried the unconscious bride asked.“Yes,” Greg, who stood outside the operating theater, nodded. “The room is ready. All the equipment is working fine. Just leave her inside, and that woman will handle the rest.”“Sounds good to me,” the other man said, wiping the sweat off his forehead.“Yeah, me too. I just want to get this over with as soon as possible. I don’t want to be here for too long. My wife and daughter have been going on and on about this wedding, and if they come to know I was part of it, they’ll never let me hear the end of it,” the first one said.“Don’t worry. You’ll be paid handsomely,” Greg assured, opening the door for them. “I’ll make sure of that. We just need to do our jobs and get out of here. Simple as that.”“Fine,” the two men said in unison.Danika was waiting for them next to the table, a smile on her face. “Ah, there you are. Any trouble?”“No. Everything’s fine.”“Excellent. Place her on the table, please.”They
Danika was so damn ready for the final stage of her revenge.She had planned everything meticulously, and now all her efforts were coming to fruition. She was smiling to herself when the phone rang, and she picked it up, already aware of what she was about to hear.“We got her,” the man with the deep voice said. “On our way now. Will be there in twenty.”“Perfect. See you then.”She hung up, unable to stop the grin from forming on her face. Everything was going according to plan. And it was just getting started.She looked around. She was standing right in the middle of an abandoned hospital, the perfect place to host her little celebration. She couldn’t wait to see the look on Simon’s face once he realized his bride was gone. And this time, for good. He would be devastated, broken, destroyed. The thought alone was enough to make her laugh.“What’s so funny?” Richard asked as he walked into what looked like an operating theatre.“Just imagining Simon’s face once he realizes I’ve taken
Simon was pacing outside the bridal suite, restless and nervous. One of the servers had informed him that Elena wasn’t feeling well, and he had dropped everything he was doing to rush over and see if she was okay, or if they needed to cancel the wedding. Because he totally could. Nothing was more important to him than his soon-to-be wife’s well-being.“Come on, open the fucking door! Let me in. Just once. I swear, I won’t even say a word.”“Not yet, Simon,” came the familiar voice of Diana. “We talked about this. You can’t see the bride before the wedding.”“Fuck that. This is a fucking emergency. She’s not answering the phone. What if something’s wrong?”“Relax. She’s fine. She just needs a few minutes alone. The excitement is getting to her. But she’ll be out soon. Don’t worry.”“Diana, I swear to God, if you don’t open the door right now, I’m breaking it down. I don’t care if I have to chop the entire thing down.”“Go away, Simon. Or I’m going to tell Elena what you did the other da
And while celebrations and laughter were being shared in one part of the world, in another corner, a different kind of gathering was being planned—a more sinister, dark, and twisted celebration.“I knew I’d find you here,” a familiar voice whispered in his ear. Richard glanced over his shoulder, frowning at the face he hadn’t seen in a while. But there was no mistaking it. The woman was actually here, and the first thing he wanted to do upon recognizing her was to wrap his fingers around her throat and squeeze until she stopped breathing.“What do you want?” he growled, turning back to his drink as he sat at the bar of one of the elite clubs.“Why? No welcome? Where are your manners, Richie?”He hated it when she called him that.“What are you doing here, Danika? I thought I made it clear you were not to contact me again.”“And I thought I made it clear that I have no intention of backing off until you realize that we both have the same enemy. Until you agree to work with me.”“You are