E L L EIt was our last night in London and Mina insisted on we celebrating our winnings. My dad couldn't hide his happiness on the phone call when he heard I'd won the deal against Sebastian.Making him proud made me happy.We decided on a karaoke bar since it was Mina's choice and we would be able to celebrate, have fun, and drink as much as we wanted.I was wearing a skimpy white dress and paired it with white heels and a white clutch. I decided to go all out and went a little bold with the makeup, opting for a darker and sultrier look. My body was aching all over due to stress, but I wasn't going to let it ruin my night.We arrived at the club and it was packed with people. The music was blasting, and there was a crowd singing along. We grabbed a couple of drinks and headed towards a room to start the night.After a few hours of non-stop drinking and singing, we decided it was time to head home. I was a bit tipsy and felt dizzy."Mina, I don't feel well." I whispered, leaning on h
E L L E“Remind me why I’m doing this again?” I groaned, looking at my mother who had a proud smile on her face.“You’re not getting any younger, sweetie. You have to move on with your life and start having your own family. We only have you and your brother and the house is quite boring without you both.”Without exactly saying it, I already knew what she meant. She wanted grandkids. I felt a painful pang in my chest as I looked away. He or she would’ve been five. I would have had a five year old child and probably would have had another within those years, until my dreams were shattered by who I considered my best friend.I lost everything because of her. I lost my baby a few days after learning about my pregnancy. My world crumbled apart.My mother sighed, taking my hand in hers. I felt a lone tear escape from my eye and quickly wiped it.She smiled sadly at me, placing her other hand on top of mine.She was the only person I had ever told. I didn’t even tell my father. Just her. Sh
E L L EAfter a few weeks of thinking about my parent's proposal, I had finally made up my mind. I would at least meet the men they had chosen for me, and go on a couple of dates. But, if it didn't work out, I would not go on any further.I sat in the kitchen, drinking coffee and eating some chocolate chip cookies. I had an early meeting today and needed the extra caffeine to keep me awake and alert.My phone dinged and I reached over to grab it.**Mom:**Good morning, sweetie.How's work?**Me:**It's going well.Had a few meetings with potential clients. What's up, mama?**Mom:**Just wanted to tell you the first suitor's name.You're free tonight, right?I took a deep breath and nodded to myself.**Me:**I'm free, yes.What's the name?**Mom:**He goes by the name, Prince.Meet him tonight at 7:30 pm at the restaurant,La Rue.Don't be late, darling.**Me:**Fine.I'll let you know if I can't make it.Talk later.Bye.**Mom:**Okay, sweetie. Have a great day.I love you,Bye.I put
E L L EMy mother was still apologizing for the date, and promised the next suitor would be better.I sighed and sat on the sofa, drinking a glass of wine."I swear, mom. If the next date is another jerk, I'm done. I will not waste my time on any of these assholes. I am a grown woman and can choose who I want and don't want to date. I do not need your help.""I understand that, honey. But, you can't possibly expect me to believe that you would never settle down and find a partner. You need a man in your life, honey. A husband. Someone to support you, and take care of you. You're not getting any younger, darling. You're almost 28, you should be thinking about settling down, getting married, having kids. This is your destiny.""Why does destiny have to involve a man, hmm? Why can't a woman live a happy, fulfilling life without the need of a man? Is that so wrong?""No, darling. But, that is the way of life. You need a man. All women need a man. You were made for him. Just as he was made
E L L EJames was punctual.I was impressed.He was already waiting in his car when I got out of my building.My mother was right about one thing. He was tall, and very handsome. He looked a little intimidating, and had a stern look on his face, as if he was angry or annoyed about something.Maybe it was just the way he looked.He got out of his car, dressed in a black suit, looking sharp."You must be Elle," he said, his voice a little deep."Yes, and you're James?""Yes, I am. It's nice to meet you.""Nice to meet you too," I smiled.He smiled, and offered his hand. I took it and we shook hands."Shall we?" He asked, gesturing to the car. I nodded.He walked over and opened the passenger door for me. "Thank you," I said, smiling at him."You're welcome," he smiled back.After he got in the driver's side, we were off."So, where are we going?""I booked a table at The Grand," he answered."Ooh, a fancy restaurant. I love the food there.""Me too," he chuckled.The car ride was quiet,
E L L EOne month had passed, and I was quite disappointed that I hadn't gotten a call or text from James.He had wanted us to go out more after the first date, but up until now, he hadn't contacted me. Maybe he didn't like the date and only agreed because he was too nice to tell me. I thought that our date was fine. I mean, we had a lot in common, so I thought that was a good thing. We both liked to read and write. We both were very creative people. I couldn't help but feel that he wasn't interested in me.I wasn't hurt by his lack of communication, but I thought I was at least making a progress with my life. Now I felt as if all the hard work I put into getting myself back out there was wasted. I didn't regret going on a date with him, but I also didn't want to date anyone else at the moment. I was willing to at least try with James, and it seemed as if he wasn't interested in me.Maybe he was too nice to say anything. Maybe he thought that was a polite thing to do. Or maybe he didn'
E L L EI saved his address and closed my phone. I couldn't believe I was doing this, but it was too late to back out now. I was going to have to meet James tomorrow and see where it went.I let out a sigh and got back to work. I tried not to think about what could happen, and just focus on my work. But, the anticipation and excitement was there, and it was hard to ignore. I didn't know what was in store for me, but I was ready for whatever it was.I was curious and a little nervous about meeting James at his house. But, I was also excited. It was a chance for me to get to know him better, and get my mom off my neck. I spent the rest of the day working on the new product line, trying not to think about my date with James. But, it was hard not to.After a long day at work, I headed home. I was excited to get some rest and relax before my date with James."How was your day, darling?" My mom said through the phone. "It was hectic, but it's always that way when we're preparing for a laun
E L L EMy body stilled and the blood drained from my face as I stared into the eyes of the man who had broken my heart.I didn't know how long j stood, staring at an equally shocked Sebastian, but eventually, James cleared his throat and broke the silence."Elle, this is my business partner, Sebastian. Sebastian, this is Elle, the woman I was telling you about," he said, introducing us."Nice to meet you," Sebastian said, his voice low and his eyes full of anger. I was thankful that he didn't tell James anything. He only played along and acted like he was also meeting me for the first time. Sebastian took my hands, his grip tight, and the tension was evident. His gaze was piercing and his jaw clenched. The air was thick with tension and I could feel my palms sweat."Nice to meet you too," I managed to say.James' phone rang and he excused himself, "Excuse me, give me a minute," he said, leaving Sebastian and me alone. We stared at each other, the air between us thick with tension and
E L L E"Oh my God." She mumbled."Look, nana, it's not what you think. I swear, we're not irresponsible. Yes, we're having a baby, but, we're in love. This was not a mistake. It's not something I regret.""Oh, sweetheart. Of course, you're not. I'm not angry, honey. Don't even think that.""Then what? What is it? Please say something, Nana.""Eleanor, this is the best surprise of the day. I thought I was going to get a marriage announcement, but this is an even bigger shock." She smiled widely, pulling me into her arms."Nana." I whispered, relief filling my heart."Oh, sweetie. My granddaughter is pregnant. That's such a wonderful surprise. This is the greatest news. A little baby. Don't ever think I'm disappointed in you, Elle. Because you're the most careful girl I've ever known, and if you are pregnant, I know you love that man too much to risk it all for him. You wouldn't put your baby at risk for anything. You're my brave, independent girl. I've raised you to be a strong woman,
E L L E"You're right. He would definitely threaten you. I want him to see that the two of us are perfect for each other. We're in love, and he cannot say anything about that. We don't have to do things according to his wishes, because, we're doing things the right way. We're together and we're happy. He'll come around once he has gotten over the shock. It will be my surprise to them when we're back in the US, but for now, we're going to bask in our little happiness. Just the two of us.""You're absolutely right. But, I have to ask. Is that what you want? Do you want to get married?""I'm not in a rush, baby. We've only been dating for seven months, and having a baby was not planned. But, we're not doing anything wrong. It's not like I'm pregnant, and we're not together. We're in a serious relationship, and it's not a crime to have a baby out of wedlock. Yes, I want to be your wife, but not out of the pressure of society staunchly believing a woman should be married before she has a c
E L L EMikhail and I sat in the doctor's office, anxiously waiting for the test results. We had decided to come to the hospital two days ago, to run a test just to confirm the pregnancy.We were both very eager to find out the details.I was so happy, but Mikhail was ecstatic.He had been talking about the baby all night.I couldn't believe the news had made him so excited. I had just been scared for nothing.I knew Mikhail was a man who loved and wanted a family, but seeing the joy in his eyes was the best feeling.Avery and Giovanna were equally excited about the baby, literally already talking about names and colors for the nursery.It was a great feeling, seeing that the people who were closest to us were happy."Are you okay, sweetheart?" Mikhail asked, his hands massaging mine."I'm great. Are you okay?""Of course. I've never been better.""Me neither. I'm so excited.""Good." He pecked my lips.The door opened and the doctor walked in, a huge smile on her face. "Hello, Mr. an
S E B A S T I A N"Partially. It's not the only reason, but yeah. It's because of her. I can't move on. She was the one for me. The one I've always wanted, and no one has ever been able to compare. Even though I know, that's not fair, and she has moved on. I don't know how to move on, without her. Every time I close my eyes, I see her. All I want is her. And no one else.""With all you've said, I think the first thing you need to do is forgive yourself for making a mistake. You've lived with the consequences for so long, and you can't seem to get over it, but the only way you're going to feel better, is if you stop beating yourself up. You were a victim of circumstances, and you didn't have a choice. It wasn't your fault. And no matter how much you beat yourself up for it, it's not going to change the past. We are humans, and learn from our mistakes.""How do I do that? How do I forgive myself, and accept the fact that it wasn't my fault when it's really my fault? I didn't trust her.
S E B A S T I A NI stood in front of the mirror the next morning, staring at my reflection. I was putting on a black suit pants and a white shirt. Two buttons open.I looked good, but I was feeling so sick.So sick, just thinking about going to a therapist and talking about my problems, which were caused by my own hands, to another person.A fucking stranger.But, I had promised Mom that I would go.So, I had to.After all, she was right.I had nothing left. If this was the only option, I had to take it.Fuck.What the fuck would a therapist understand? How do they do these things? Do I just sit there and tell her what happened?How could this possibly help me?But, I was doing this for myself. For Elle. Because I loved her, and it was time for me to stop living in denial.She had moved on, and I had to do the same.Even though it was the last thing I wanted, and the only thing I feared.I was a wreck.She was the one who could save me, the only one.But, she wasn't going to.And t
S E B A S T I A NI sat in the mini art studio I had in my house, admiring my works. Her face, it was everywhere. Perfectly drawn and carved by me, for the past few months, I've had at least eight pictures of her drawn, painted, and carved.She was the only one I could draw, think or talk about, the only person who was constantly on my mind.I stared at my latest painting.It was a portrait of her.In my arms.Smiling.Happily.Like she used to, when she fell in love with me.I wanted her to look at me like she used to, to touch me, to let me touch her, and most importantly, I wanted her to smile at me the way she was smiling in my picture.This was the closest I felt to her, the closest I felt to her presence. She was all around me. The only way to see her.The only way to feel her.But it wasn't the same.I would give anything just to hear her voice one last time.One last chance.To see her.Touch her.Hold her.But she hated me.She didn't want anything to do with me. And it hurts
L A N AThe rage that has been building up in my body for the past few weeks was the highest I had ever felt it. The only time I had felt anything even close to this was the night Mikhail broke up with me.It was as if all my senses were heightened to their max, all attempts to get Mikhail back to myself was proving futile.Not only has Elle made it difficult for me, now they were out of the country to God knows where. I was livid, literally going berserk trying to find out which country they had led to, but there was literally no traces of them. No single trace. I had my resources try to track their every move, but the fact that I was running out of options was slowly driving me crazy. I didn't know how much longer I could go without Mikhail in my life.How much longer I had to watch him be with someone who isn't me."You know they aren't going to be there forever, right? They are going to come back and you can perfectly snatch Mikhail back. Why don't you just wait it out?" I heard
E L L EMy nerves were literally high up the roof when Mikhail walked into the room with a big smile on his face, oblivious to the news that would change everything."Hey, beautiful," he greeted me, kissing my lips."Hey, baby," I smiled nervously."What are you doing?" He said, walking into the room and removing his shoes."Uh, nothing much. Just relaxing.""Hmmm." He stared at me for a while, probably noticing the tension in my face."Are you okay?" He cupped my cheeks, looking into my eyes. I fidgeted, unable to keep eye contact for too long. My gaze fell on the floor."Is there something wrong?""N-no. Nothing's wrong. Everything is great.""You're acting strange. Come on, talk to me. You can tell me anything."I swallowed hard, staring into his eyes."Mikhail, I need to tell you something, and I'm scared. Please, hear me out." I said, my heart was racing a thousand miles an hour."Okay.""Please, promise me that you'll hear me out.""Of course, sweetheart." He held my hands, urgi
E L L EI've been experiencing fatigue for the past two days, feeling tired after doing literally nothing. I would sleep and still wake up tired.The fatigue is getting worse, and now, I had a headache that wouldn't go away. I couldn't keep anything down, my food always ended up coming out.I literally slept all day, and even then, it was restless. I didn't understand what was going on.Why was I feeling so drained?I felt like a truck had ran me over.I was missing out on all the fun I could have been having with Mikhail, Giovanna and Avery and instead, I spent the entire weekend sleeping.Mikhail, though, has been amazing.He didn't pressure me into doing anything. Instead, he was by my side, helping me through it. He helped me eat and even fed me soup, so I didn't have to strain myself.I've been living in doubt, not wanting to believe what my instincts were telling me, but I could no longer deny the obvious.My period was late.It's never late.Never.The fact that I've been feel