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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
The next morning, Carmen had just stepped out of the airport, pushing Diana’s wheelchair towards the car waiting for them, when a sleek black car rolled up in front of them.The windows of the car slid down, revealing the man sitting inside. The moment Carmen’s gaze fell on Simon, her brows snapped together, and a frown formed on her lips.“You. What the hell do you want?”Simon stepped out of the car, leaning against it and crossing his arms over his chest. His face was molded into a mask of stone. “Just came to make sure that you and your mother returned safe and sound.”“How kind of you,” she mocked, then gestured to her car behind them. “As you can see, we’re just about to leave, so if that’s all you wanted to see, then goodbye.”She started to push, hoping to round the car and reach the one waiting for them, but she couldn’t.Simon spoke just then. “Actually, I’d like to have a moment to speak to you. Privately. If you can spare that for me, that is.”Diana had her eyes glued to