"Henry, hi. Am I in trouble?" Was the first thing Elena asked once she was ushered into the tiny office. Henry chuckled and made his way around her to his desk."No, not at all. Except there is something I should know?" He asked, teasing her."Uh, nope.""You look tense," he noted as he pushed some files around to create space on his rather messy desk. "Is something wrong?" He asked, tilting his head to the side."No, nothing is wrong. Uh, why did you call me in?""Oh yes, I was going through your work rate and it has dropped a lot. You're usually on top of this stuff and ahead of most of your colleagues. Is anything the problem?""No, everything is fine, Henry. I guess I'm just going through a lot of personal issues but I'm fine and I promise I'll sit up and take my work more seriously." She rambled."Elena, it's fine, just take it easy, okay? You're not in trouble. I just wanted to know what's wrong and if you need a couple of days to recuperate or get yourself together."Elena was
It was hard to think reasonably when Gavin was kissing her like that, so Elena did not think at all. She didn't stop to consult her conscience when Gavin led her up the stairs to her apartment, and she definitely did not pay heed to her morals when he picked her up and dropped her on her bed. His scent was intoxicating and it was hard to focus on anything else when his hands and his lips were doing wonders to her. She was making noises she never thought she could.Being with Gavin was different from being with Marcus, Marcus was calm and cautious, checking on her every step of the way and he was always pacing himself around her, it was the opposite of how he portrayed himself: cold and vicious. But with Gavin, it was the complete opposite, while Gavin was the calm and cute puppy normally he was different and domineering once he got her permission. Their kiss was rough, everything was hot and heavy and it all went by in a blur, that was why it was hard to realize what was going on unt
"I have to take this," Elena said, picking her phone up from the counter."Your boyfriend, I'm guessing?" Gavin asked annoyance and jealousy in his tone."I have to take this," she repeated and left the small space, brushing against Gavin as she did so. "Hello?""Elena, I'm sorry this week has been hectic.""Yeah, I gathered that.""You don't work on weekends right?""Yeah…why?""The getaway I was talking about. It's a five-hour drive so we have to leave early. I'll pick you up in twenty minutes, whatever you can't pack we'll buy on the way—""Wait a minute, hold on, Marcus. What do you mean you'll pick me up in twenty minutes?""I just said it's a five-hour drive and we need to beat traffic." He said it like it was the most obvious thing ever and he did not just drop a bomb on her."Can you hear yourself?" "Is there a problem?" He asked. Confusion laced his tone."What do you mean 'is there a problem?'? You haven't responded to my texts in days, you haven't picked up my calls and yo
An impromptu road trip with a man you partly just confessed your infatuation for was not how Elena expected her day to start but there she was, in the front seat of Marcus's sleek black car, her luggage neatly placed in the back seat, and Marcus humming along to the song playing lowly on the radio. The atmosphere wasn't nearly as tense as their previous encounters but it was still a bit awkward seeing as they had nothing to say to each other. And Elena could not stop pondering on the fact that if Gavin hadn't left, Marcus could have met him there, how exactly would she have explained that situation?Another thing running through her mind was what had Marcus been up to while he had been ghosting her and were they still in a relationship? And if they were, did she need to tell him about her night with Gavin?"You seem to be lost in your thoughts,""What else am I supposed to do?" "This is supposed to be a couples bonding kind of thing.""Right after you ghosted me for a week straight,
"Marcus," Elena called, a look of awe on her face."Yeah?" Marcus asked, shutting the door to the car and pulling their bags towards the front door. "You said we were going to a cabin.""Uh, yes…and?" "This is a freaking mansion, Marcus!" Elena was not exaggerating but the look on Marcus's face made it seem like she was. The 'cabin' was definitely in the middle of nowhere, it was just miles and miles of trees around it but it looked like it belonged on the cover of a catalogue about beautiful houses. It was made mostly of wood and bricks, and it was a storey building with two beautiful balconies and sliding glass doors. She couldn't help but wonder what the view would look like when it started snowing. Marcus had already told her there was a probability it would snow during their stay, and that was why half of her suitcase was her winter clothes."Really?" Marcus asked confused, a tint of amusement on his face."I'm scared to find out what your idea of a mansion looks like." "Hopefu
Elena was not expecting an answer from Marcus when she asked the question but she was acting hopeful. However, the scowl on Marcus's face indicated the conversation was over and the question would remain unanswered. He got up and packed the plates, "It's getting late. You should head to bed, you've had quite a day.""Marcus—""Thanks for the meal," he said cutting her off and putting the dirty dishes in the sink."Marcus, come on, don't do this.""I shouldn't do the dishes? I didn't take you as someone who contributed to the patriarchy—""You know what I'm talking about. Don't be that Marcus, don't shut me out." She walked closer to him and put a gentle hand on his tense shoulder. Marcus let out a shaky breath, "shutting people out is kind of my thing, sweetheart.""Okay, fine. You don't have to talk about it, just don't be moody Marcus, at least not this weekend." Marcus gave her a small smile then squeezed her hand, "I'll try,""So what's the agenda for tomorrow?""Well it's going
Elena woke up to the sound of a door slamming downstairs. She reached towards the other side of the bed but it was empty. She sat up and frowned, feeling stupid for thinking this morning would be like the last, especially after the night she had with Marcus. She got up and took a quick shower before going downstairs to see what the ruckus was about. Marcus was in the living area, shirtless and only wearing briefs, his phone was pressed against his ear as he yelled profanities at whoever was on the other line.“What do you mean by down by fifty per cent? Do you know how much I've put on the line for this deal to work? You don't get to tell me— No, I will not calm down! Now you listen to me, you tell them about the contract we signed, at least a month's notice, that's what it says, and I can have me lawyer fly down there to refresh their memories— yeah you do that. No, none of that. I'll be back tomorrow. Yes, I know what I'm doing! A month is more than enough time for my backup. I'll
The trip back home was exactly as one would expect — awkward.Marcus had not made a move to talk to Elena and neither had she. She was done with all of it, the mixed signals, shutting her out, everything. She was done with Marcus and she hoped the look on her face was a dead giveaway for that.Marcus could not exactly live with himself after last night. He had slept on the couch after they had gotten home and woke up in the middle of the night to check on Elena only to hear her crying in their room, and it was all his fault.He couldn't apologise, because if he did he would have to tell her about his feelings— all of it— and Eliza might not believe him. That would hurt way more than her slamming the door in his face.When the car came to a slow stop in front of her apartment, Marcus wanted to say something, anything at all that might make Elena hate him less but before he could open his mouth to speak, Elena had gotten out of the car, grabbed her things and then speed walked to her ap
"What's wrong?" Marcus leaned in and put a comforting hand on Elena's lap."It's um— I have to take this," she hastily pushed the seat back, almost knocking it over and moving quickly to the restroom."Is she okay?" Derek asked, to no one in particular. "I'll go check on her," Emily said and stood up. Marcus wanted to ask if it was okay if he went after her instead, but he decided that whatever Elena was going through, her sister was the most comforting person she could have around at that point."I'll be back in a bit," Emily said and then went after her sister. When she got to the restroom, Elena was on the phone sobbing. "Yes, I understand," she said between sobs, "Thanks for giving me the news; I'll relay it to Emily as soon as possible and take the necessary steps. Have a good night, Dr. George." "Why did you pick up his call?" Emily asked, annoyance in her tone."Emily—" Elena gasped. She quickly wiped her tears. "I...""Everything was going great. My limp is gone. I have an
"Well, this is awkward," Emily said and handed Elena a cup of tea. "How about we go out for dinner, my treat?" Marcus suggested and changed the topic."Don't you have work?" Elena asked."I can skip a few hours of work. Emily said I worked too much anyway," Marcus shrugged."Seriously? You guys just met! I've been saying that for ages," Elena rolled her eyes."And I listened, most of the time," Marcus grinned."You guys are nauseating," Emily teased."Now you know how I feel about you and Derek," Elena retorted."So, dinner? Will you ladies take me up on that offer?" "Yes," Emily responded around the same time Elena began to say, "You don't have to,""Ellie, allow the guy to treat us, would you?" Emily said, turning to her sister."Emily," Elena warned."No, no, please, Elena, let me treat you and your sister." "Yes, Elena, please." Emily pleaded."Fine, fine. Let me go freshen up. But nowhere too fancy," "You have my word," Marcus promised. Elena gave him one last glance before
Elena was having a hectic day. She was behind on most of her work and had spent all of her shift trying to meet up, but that was hard to do seeing as all she could think about was Marcus and how he was going to show up and ask her if she still wanted to get married. Yesterday her answer was a firm yes, now she wasn't so sure what she wanted. She didn't know if it was because of the apology flowers Gavin had sent her or the fact that she did not know how to tell Emily about any of it, she couldn't just show up this evening and say, “Hey sis, remember Marcus, the guy that broke my heart and I wanted to forget all about? Well, he asked me to marry him, and I said yes, it's this weekend, by the way,”. Not to mention the fact that Emily took some tests at the hospital earlier, and they were still waiting to see if it was good news or not. "Elena, are you good?" Henry, her supervisor, asked. He was standing a few feet away from her desk, arms crossed, and a worried expression on his face
“Emily, I'm home,” Elena said when she opened the door but she was greeted with a very odd sight. Marcus and Emily were seated on the floor, their backs resting on the sofa while devouring a tub of ice cream together, well Marcus was the one devouring the tub, and Emily had an amused look on her face while watching him. What was even more shocking was that Marcus was not in a full suit like he usually was. He had pulled off his jacket and tie, rolled up his sleeves, and with utmost concentration he was eating the ice cream.“What is going on here?” Elena asked, still a bit confused.“Oh, hi El,” Emily greeted, trying to hold her laugh her laugh.“Ow, ow, brain freeze,” Marcus groaned and dropped his spoon so he could cup the sides of his head with his palm.“New record, one minute and fifteen seconds,” Emily said looking down at her phone.“Yes!” “I'm still ahead of you by forty seconds,” Emily gloated causing Marcus to roll his eyes.“Um, can someone explain what is going on here?”
“You want what?!” Isabel screamed at Marcus.“A ring, and my Friday schedule to be cleared,”“You're going to propose? To who?!” “No, I'm going to get married on Friday,” Marcus clarified to a very livid Isabel.“I don't understand you, at all. You've gone crazy!” Isabel yelled at him.“Isabel,” “It's that Elena isn't it? What do you see in her?” She asked and moved closer to him, Marcus took a step back, a little scared of what she might do to him. He had never seen her that mad before.“Isabel—”“No, tell me. Is she prettier? What is it? Smarter? I have been here all this time looking after you and standing up for you, supporting you and what do I get in return?” She continued to yell.“Isabel, I have told you time and time again that nothing can ever happen between us, you are my employee and I can only see you as that. If you have a problem with my life choices you have two options: suck it up and keep it to yourself or resign,” Marcus told her.“Really? You're willing to throw
“What?” Elena asked and moved away from him.“Marry me, Elena. I want to be with you,” Marcus repeated but this only caused Elena to freak out even more.“Marry you?! We broke up after a very complicated relationship and the first thing you suggest is marriage, are you out of your—”“Yes, I am. And it's because of you. For heaven's sake, I can't eat. I can't think, I can't work properly. I can only think about you and how bad it screwed it up, so marry me,” “I— no,” she said. The words coming out quickly.“Well, think about it. I can offer you everything you need, everything you and your sister need.”“I don't need your money!” She yelled.“It's not just money, security, health insurance, a better life. Think about how much you'll be helping your sister here,” he insisted. “I know the bills are much on you, there's too much for you to handle. There's no guarantee you can get a stable life anytime soon and you need that stability,”“So you're offering me marriage just for the benefits
There was no way Elena could pay that fee and still be able to afford her house rent and her feeding for the next few months. She had also promised Emily to spare some money to cover up some of her expenses for the trip. So far things were not going as planned.Elena was snapped out of her thoughts by her ringing phone, she quickly answered it. It was Emily. "Hey, you texted me about a test?" "Yes, I did. I'm at the hospital and the doctor wants to get your cough checked out,""Oh," it was quiet at the other end of a while, "and how much would that cost?" "Emily, the cost doesn't matter. I told you not to worry about expenses," elena said, even though she had no idea where she would conjur up the money from."I know, but I'm still a bit worried. If you want we'll cancel the trip and I'll work and—""No," Elena said, cutting her off. "You have been sick for fat too long, you need to take a break and live out those experiences you couldn't have," "I know, but it should not have to co
"What?" Elena asked, trying to be sure she heard him correctly."I'm sorry, it's just...a lot is going on and I don't think this is right for me," "You're kidding, tell me you're kidding, Gavin." She said seriously, her voice void of emotion."I'm not, I can't keep going on like this with you," he said, not even bothering to look her in the eye while he talked."Like what?" She asked, trying to hold back tears. Gavin didn't reply, he just looked away. "Tell me, Gavin! Like what?!" "This! You have so much going on too, and your sister doesn't even like me—""Where is all of this coming from Gavin? You ghosted me for several days and now you're breaking up with me?!" She yelled, and a few people turned to look at them but she didn't care."Yes, I am. I know it may be hard for you to understand it properly but it's for the best, I mean you're still in love with someone else and I..." he trailed off again.Elena didn't say anything to him she just stared at him. She told him all of this
"Are you okay?" Emily asked Elena. Elena was seated in the living room, hunched over her phone like it was the most important thing in the world to her."Hm, yeah," Elena replied absent-mindedly and went back to her phone."Really? Because you've been in that exact position for the last half hour, what's going on?" Elena asked and sat down next to her on the couch."It's, nothing." "It sure feels like something," "Well, it's not. I was just expecting a call," "From who?" "Emily, drop it," Elena said and stood up."Is it Gavin? Did I scare him off?" Emily asked and followed her."What? No, why would you think that?" "Because you haven't mentioned him in days, are you two arguing?" "No," Elena replied, even if she wasn't sure whether or not they were fighting. Having had not picked up her calls in days. He was busying it and sending texts like 'I'm busy right now, talk later?" That was what he always said but he never made an attempt to talk to her afterwards. After the welcome d