Chapter 84: Thank you Elsie's eyes fluttered open, the world around her blurry at first. As her vision cleared, she realized she was no longer in snowy forest, but in a small, dimly lit cave. The source of light was from the fireplace at the center. The sounds of the dripping rain echoed throughout the room. It smelled like barbecue and oranges. The floor was cold and damp as she realized she was sleeping on a giant shirt that had been placed on the floor as a bed. Slowly, she tried to sit up, wincing in pain as she moved her injured leg. Looking down, she saw it had been bandaged, though the makeshift dressing was already stained with blood. Glancing around, Elsie noticed she was alone. Where was she? How did she get here? The last thing she remembered was collapsing in the forest after sending that message to Aiden and Eldon. Her heart raced as a million questions swirled in her mind. Had her captors found her? Were Aiden and Eldon alright? Elsie strained to
Chapter 85: I didn't touch her Before the rise of the sun, Elsie and Elcilia were back on the road. The forest was huge and thick, with several trees canopying the sparse path space. The variants and lively sounds of nature echoed all through. Without any GPS, they found themselves circling the forest repeatedly. Hence, Elsie came up with the idea of making a stroke on one tree per path they took. This would help keep track if they were in a circle. As they trekked, Elcilia carried a backpack, singing catchy tunes to "Fortnight" by Taylor Swift. While Elsie followed diligently behind in a limp, stuck in a daze, recalling her happy and sad memories with Aiden and their son. Several questions ran through her mind: Will I ever see my son again? And my husband? Who is behind my kidnapping? It could be a butterfly effect because she was not kidnapped in her last life. "Are you okay?" Elcilia asked for the umpteenth time, as she looked over her shoulder t
Chapter 86: Hang in there Only the sound of his voice put a lid on the pit growing in her stomach. Elsie embraced him tighter, letting her tears fall down her cheeks. At this point, a squad of police officers arrived with handcuffs. They read the kidnappers their rights before taking them away in the back of the police van. Elsie watched, feeling a twinge of satisfaction. The only thing lacking was the information of who had kidnapped her. Releasing herself from his hold, she interlaced her fingers with his, lifting her head. "How is Eldon?" Caressing her cheek with his free hand, he replied, "He is good. Eldon misses you a lot." He felt much lighter, the burden of finding Elsie no longer weighing on him. Hearing this, Elsie's heart was pierced by a sharp pain. She wondered how Eldon had been in the days she was gone. She wished to hold him in her arms. She confessed, tears moistening her eyes, "I miss him too." Tears ran down her cheeks as if in a race wit
Chapter 87: You will be fine After examination and all tests carried out, the doctor Fabrice revealed, his face turning sour, "I'm afraid to say, but I think your wife is having a miscarriage. Discerning from the blood loss and cramps, I don't think it's a completed one." Immediately, color drained from Aiden's face. He stared at his wife in disbelief, then at the young doctor. He breathed, "A miscarriage?" In truth, Aiden had no idea about Elsie's pregnancy. He felt hurt and sad about hearing about it now. Still, he did not want to be judgmental at the time when she needed him the most because he knew how much Elsie craved another child. The doctor nodded solemnly, "Given the trauma she has endured, this is not entirely unexpected. We will need to carry out more tests before we can continue. She might need a D&C." Elsie looked up at Aiden, her eyes glistening with tears. "A baby?" she whispered, her free hand trembling as it moved to her abdomen. "I...I didn't
Chapter 88: I Don't Forgive You In that moment where April stepped into the room, the scent of perfume washed over the room. On the grey couch across the bed, Eldon played with his toys in a low murmur. Coincidentally, he raised his head when April darted her gaze to him, and their eyes met. Recalling the moment when April had scolded him when his mother went missing, fear held him captive. He dropped his toy and ran to his mother's side by the bed. His fidgeting as he climbed on the bed woke Elsie, who was just testing her eyes. "Mom, that bad aunt is here again," he mumbled, laying his head on his mother's arm. Elsie's eyes fluttered open, and she greeted April with a disdainful tone. "What are you here for? Do you want to rub salt in my wounds?" "Don't worry, I am very thick-skinned. I won't leave so easily." Undeterred, April maintained a sweet facade as she lifted a basket of fruit and settled it on the fridge, cooing, "I brought you fruits." "Than
Book two of the ' Second Chance Séries ' ** Chapter one ; I got my Revenge In the basement laid a young woman in her late thirties, barely unconscious, on a filthy mattress. She had a jagged scar running from her left eyelid to the right side of her face. Her nose was bleeding profusely, and her face was pale. One could hardly hear the words leaving her mouth as multiple men assaulted her. It happened every day for ten years. That was how long she had been stuck, maybe. It was karma paying her for her deeds. Suddenly, an urge to vomit knocked, but rather than puking on this man, she swallowed it because she never knew when her next meal would be and had not eaten anything for several days. "Omg, it's my tenth time, and she is still so tight." The leader of this abuse was Henry Rowan, and the woman was Elsie Ross. He looked haggard twice older than a man in his late fifties, his clothes were torn and wrinkly , had gone completely bald. His once good teeth turned ye
* Chapter 2: I won't spare you "I... Henry..hen.." " Are you so in love with him that you are thinking about him when you're with me? " His rough, angry voice echoed in her room as the sound made by the bed because of their activity became louder. The pain and immense pleasure forced her eyes open. They found the man on top of her and froze. It could not be. Could it? She was in her ex-husband's bedroom. How was that possible? Didn't he die along with her in that cold and dirty basement? She blinked the tears out of her eyes, and asked in a doubtful tone " Aiden?" "Yeah" Aiden responded as he slowed down, his grey-colored eyes met her caramel ones. She glanced over his well-chiseled jawline and his tousled golden brown hair. A spark-like electricity went through her spine just like the first day met. She was confused. Isn't he dead? Was this a dream or a memory? "Aiden Scott?" She jerked up and questioned. "The one and only. Who do you t
Chapter 3; Have you drugged him? The handsome little boy rushed in his school uniform holding his backpack. He was the mini version of his father except for his caramel-colored hair and striking blue eyes.Elton hugged his father's leg " Good morning Dad." Placing a hand on the boy's back, Aiden's face lit with joy "Good morning Eldon. How was your night?" The little lad shrugged and then took his father's hand "It was good. I have something to show you." They sat on the bed. The little lad's curious eyes assessed the environment. He wrinkled his nose at the scattered bed, clothes on the floor, and strange smell in the room. At this point, it did not matter. He was rather nervous about his upcoming recital. Eldon wiped his face with the back of his hand. After rummaging his backpack he brought out a green paper, " Dad, this is my recital. Our teacher said we should write about our favorite parent." Pride warmed his chest at the paragraph his son wrote. At ab