ELENA BASKERVILLE.

“Fortunately, she arrived here earlier, else it might have been a different story entirely.”

The doctor said as he adjusted the intravenous drip and then turned to look at Aria who stood behind him.

“Is she okay now? And the baby?”

“Yes, I must say, he is a fighter. He hung onto his mama really well,” he said and Aria smiled weakly.

“Thank you.”

“She should be awake soon. I will come back to check up on her,” he said and she nodded her head.

“Alright. Thank you, Doctor.”

After the doctor exited the room with the two nurses, she returned to sit beside her sister’s bed and then picked up her phone to check the time.

It was almost six in the morning, and all she had been waiting for through the night was Zeke’s call.

Was he not aware that his wife was not at home… in the room with him?

Or… had he gone on a trip or something?

She knew she had to keep all options open.

Her sister has a nice relationship with her husband… as she had been told.

It had taken everything in her to not go to the man’s house after she had called him and her calls kept getting directed to the mail.

Of course, she would not want to assume that he had blocked her.

Why would her brother-in-law do that?

Gently, Elena stirred in her sleep and Aria dropped her phone hurriedly.

“Sis!”

Elena groaned with furrowed brows and then squinted her eyes open.

“Elena, I’m here,” Aria said.

“M… my baby,” her muscles tensed and she dropped her hand on her belly.

“He is safe. The doctor said you and your baby are fine,” Aria assured her and she breathed out in relief.

~~~

“What?!” 

Elena had just explained to Aria the little she could, and of course, this was the reaction she was expecting.

All through the three years of her marriage, she had lied to her family that she and Zeke were okay and that they were in love.

Breaking this news to them was indeed going to come as a shock to them.

“Y… you said that… you said that you were happy…” Aria burst into tears.

“I… I am sorry. I thought… I thought I could make him love me,” she cried too.

“Are you stupid? Why would you beg him to love him?! Have you forgotten who the fuck you are?!” Aria screamed.

“Aria…” Elena burst into great tears.

“You are Elena Fucking Baskerville! You are a Baskerville! Just because you became a Russo does not mean you ceased to be part of us. How could you…”

“Fuck, Elena!” Aria cried and pulled her sister into a hug.

“I am going to teach him a lesson. Did you tell him about your child? That bastard, how could he treat you and your…”

“I did not tell him,” Elena cut her short.

“You did not? It’s fine. Once you get discharged. Let’s go home. Mum and Dad need to hear of this. I will make sure he pays for…”

“I… I am going to leave New York.”

“Elena?”

“I… all the memories of him here… I… I have to leave,” she said, tears threatening to fall from her eyes again.

Aria nodded her head and sniffed. “Okay. Let’s get home first. We will talk better about it,” she hugged her sister again.

===

MEANWHILE…

Camila screamed in horror as she stepped out of the room early that morning and found blood on their doorstep.

“Babe!”

Zeke rushed out, and at the sight of the blood, he widened his eyes in shock and exchanged glances with Camila.

“What… what is this?”

“I met it like this!”

Zeke turned to look at the blood trail and instantly, he remembered Elena’s voice that he had heard at the doorstep the previous night and then dashed to her room.

As soon as he got there, he pushed the door open and raised his eyes as he only met the housekeeper, Nina there.

“I… I was just coming to you. There is blood everywhere. I think it is from madam!” She panicked.

“Elena? Where is she?”

“She is nowhere on the premises. The gate was left opened so we assumed that she had left the house.”

“Babe, what’s going on?” Camila entered the room.

“Elena. I think something is…”

“You think something is wrong with her?” Camila cut him short and he nodded his head.

“Where is my phone?” He asked no one in particular as he patted his shorts.

“You are not going to call her, are you?” Camila raised her brows.

“I need to know if she…”

“She is fine, obviously. You know how she is! She must wanted to leave in a grand way seeing how she was banging the door in the middle of the night.

“Sir…” Nina shook her head.

“Leave. I’ll take care of it,” he said.

Zeke ignored Camila and then returned to his room, he picked up his phone and met with a message from Elena.

Without reading it, he dialed her number but it instantly directed him to voicemail.

Afterward, he returned to read the message with read thus; “I have signed the divorce paper as you wanted and I wish you and your newfound love anything but happiness. Live long, dear ex-husband, for you will regret every pain that I went through.”

“S… she left?” He asked no one in particular.

She signed the divorce paper already?

Was she not like… supposed to beg him to take her back?

====

SIX YEARS LATER…

“And now to the highlight of today’s event…” the MC said with a grin plastered across his face.

“Tonight, we shall present to you the CEO of B&V Architectural Services company of. I believe that we all have been waiting to see the face behind the company for the last four years and tonight, we shall do the unveiling.”

The crowd murmured, and the media adjusted their camera. They all wanted to be the first to capture the face of the CEO of B&V. As it was the first thing the public would know about this person.

Not even their gender had been revealed.

“I present to you…  ELENA BASKERVILLE!”

His eyes raised upward at the hearing of the ever-familiar name and then adjusted in his seat.

He had come to this event because he was invited and he had been wanting to collaborate with the company, but it was already getting boring for his liking before this name was called.

Did he hear right?

The crowd cheered at the name and he stood slowly from where he sat as the woman came out of the raised curtain from the background.

He was not close to where she was standing, but he needed not to be told how radiant she looked from afar.

It was her… truly.

That is Elena!

She was wearing a metallic shimmery black material with a deep V-neck, held up by two small spaghetti straps, but then there was also a drapey off-the-shoulder cap sleeve. The material gathers below the bust then it’s loose fitting to the floor, with a slit that goes halfway up one thigh.

Elena…

“Good evening, ladies, and gentlemen. I am Elena Baskerville…”

Came the voice that he never knew he could long for…