058Eliaz's POV I drummed my fingers against the small table booth in front of me. In return, an uneven rhythm reached my ears. I didn't exactly like it, but I forced myself to, because this was the only thing that kept me from running mad at the moment. Scattered around me, were customers of different kinds. Everywhere I turned, there was either a couple, a family of three, four, or five kids running about. There were a couple of single people in here, but I wasn't the least bothered with them. I was on the lookout for one person and one person alone and he was beyond late. I pinched the bridge of my nose in frustration. If there was anything I hated, it was lateness, be it from me or whoever I was meeting up. I had explained it over and over, but apparently, I needed to put up my distaste for lateness on a signboard for the said person before he would actually get it. I hated this. But if I was being frank, there was a slight upside to all of this. Unlike the last time, I had
059Alora's POV I was settled, I think. After the little meeting with Laura, I honestly thought all hope had been lost, because the one thing that could prove, or aid in proving my innocence, was nowhere to be found, and it was all because of my carelessness. Now that I thought about it, maybe agreeing to meet up with a random stranger wasn't exactly the wisest thing to do. I should have contacted the police, and even if I hated to admit it, I could have reached to Fredrick at least, to give him a heads up on where I was headed. Yes, I was mad at him and had vowed to not speak to him because of his insinuations, but it still didn't change anything. A text was a text, and it could have saved me from all of this. I was guessing. I scrubbed my hands with my face, allowing Laura's parting words ring in my ears. “Don't worry, Alora.” She'd squeezed my shoulder. “We'll find that phone, and we'll do well to get you out of here. You just need to hang in here a little longer.” A li
060Fredrick’s POV It was a quiet day at the office, and honestly, I would be lying if I said I liked it. It was simply a lazy day, as Cynthia would call it, but I couldn't shake off the fact or the feeling that there was more to it. I sighed. Cynthia had been bugging me since I got up this morning. Apparently, she was very serious about me submitting those photos to Mr Donald. In her words, that was the only thing I needed to get her disqualified.I wish. I had no idea who was in charge of the panel responsible with passing the final verdict, but I wasn't exactly sure some raunchy photos could change their mind. Yes, Alora had originally won the contract and thanks to my obiection, it was currently on hold. If I did submit the photos as evidence, what exactly was I trying to prove? The pictures had nothing to do with real estate, and if I was being honest, everyone had skeletons in their closets they would love to remain hidden forever. Alora's own was slightly different. Sh
061Eliaz's POV I had never been more proud of myself than I was at this moment. I always thought it was bullshit when people said they cherished other people's reactions, especially the bad ones but right now, I could very well say they weren't overreacting. I loved it. If anyone had told me that I would love the nasty reaction of the woman in front of me, I wouldn't have believed it. At all. Right now, If I could be granted one wish it would be to savor this moment forever and ever. I'm sure Laura didn't see it coming as well, one minute she was still speaking and the next, I had thrown the answer right in her face. “Save it.” My voice basically echoed in my head. “I already have my answer. No.”“What?” Laura's voice was cool and calm, surprisingly. “You heard me.” I nodded. “I don't think I stuttered.” The silence that settled in the room was tense. For the next couple of seconds, we stared each other down, neither of us wanting to back down. It carried on for the lon
062Fredrick’s POV I slammed the car door shut, once I had gotten out of the vehicle. The hot sun blistered in the sky, and I slipped on my shades. They were as dark as night and blocked out the sun quite well, but it didn't stop me staring or seeing what stood in front of me; the police station. If you asked me a couple of weeks back of I thought the police were doing their job, I would have given a resounding yes. Not only that, I'm sure I would have ahead to publicly praise them, and offer a little token as a sign of support for their services to the populace. But now, if you asked me that very same question, my first instinct would to be hurt whoever had the guts to come up with that question. I would hurt him or her first, before going ahead to bash the police. Everything was messed up and the fact that they weren't doing any to make it anyess problematic irked me to my bones. I hadn't wanted to come here in the first place,but all I had to do was think of Alora and Laura
063Alora's POV I'd been freaking out since the news reached my ears. In fact, freaking out couldn't even begin to describe how I felt at the moment. I was panicking, fidgeting and every other word that could be used to describe unease could be well and easily related to me right now, and it still wouldn't be accurate. Shit. I was bad luck. Cursed even, because that was the only way to justify why I was constantly jumping into one problem or the other and especially when I least expected it too. It was already mentally draining that I was in this hell hole called a jail, and to make it all the more worse, I'd been paired up with the worst people. I honestly thought I had time before the hearing but I couldn't be more wrong. “Weren't you informed?” My mind trailed back to me and brownies conversation. “It's all over the place. The huge hudinewoman who has a side hustle of pushing drugs by the side.” My stomach churned. Was that what they really thought of me? It was one thi
064Alora's POV I couldn't believe my eyes, nor my ears. I had heard situations where people suddenly got rooted to their spots. I wouldn't exactly say it had happened to me, but I had seen it happen to people I was close to, so I believed it. I just didn't totally believe that it would happen to me, and at this point in my life too. Fuck..That was the only word my mind could come up with. I had no way to check, but I could bet my life that the inside of my brain responsible for coming up with words and sentences were all frazzled up. I parted my mouth to speak, but no words came out. I was sure that if someone took a picture of me right now, I would look like nothing short of a deer caught in headlights. It was that bad, but that wasn't the worst part. He hadn't recognized me yet, and I was this close to blanking out, what was I going to do then if I had to get into a conversation with him? A shiver ran down my spine as I caught sight of him one more time. When I'd first w
065Alora's POV It was official. Life just loved fucking me over. If I was being honest, I wasn't sure I'd put too much thought into how much time and details had been put in place when it came to planning someone's life. I always believe whatever happened was usually up to fate, but at the same time, I never really sat down to think about how fate actually planned stuff. However, I was convinced that if she was out to ruin your life,then she would do so in ways you never even expected. Take me for example. I had been panicking about how my first hearing was going to go. Before that, they'd shifted the date of the hearing to an earlier time, giving me little to no grace to prepare or whatsoever. Not like I had a choice, but I took it in good faith. There was also the part where I hadn't heard from Laura or even Fredrick yet, but i kept my hopes up, just to do what? Bump into freaking Ethan. And now, I was barely recovering from the threat he'd just carelessly thrown at my fe
082Alora's POV I had no idea which was weird, the entire moments that led up to me fainting and waking up in the hospital, or Fredrick's weird energy. If I was being honest though, I would say it was Fredrick. I watched him from the windows in the living room as his car pulled out of the compound. I wasn't sure why, but his departure just didn't sit right with me. It sounded weird, and funny in a way. My mind went in a million directions, and so many thoughts crowded my head, but no matter how frazzled my brain was, my uncertainty didn't hint at the fact that he was probably cheating on me. It didn't. At all. For most women, that would be their first thought, but not for me. Fredrick wasn't that type of man, and he never would be. But at the same time, he had never been the kind to keep something from me. It was pretty obvious at this point. Usually, whenever he saw I was in a bad mood, he would do everything in his power to cheer me up. But throughout the drive home, he'
081Fredrick's POV The drive back home was silent. I hated it, but there was really nothing I could do about it. I wanted to speak, to try and ease out the tension that brewed in the car, but no matter how hard I tried or wanted to, I just couldn't bring myself to do anything. It just didn't feel right. I let out a sigh. I'd been doing that for the past couple of minutes now, but Alora didn't seem to complain. In fact, she hadn't reacted to anything I'd done and I would be lying if I said it didn't bother me. I snuck a glance at the woman in question. She had her head tilted towards the window, with her eyes trained on the scenery whizzing past. I knew Alora well enough to know that she wasn't staring at anything. She was looking at it, but she couldn't see anything. Even after Eliaz had left the ward, the tension that once brewed between the three of us didnt just go away. I'd stared at her for a couple of seconds, and it was obvious something was wrong . Very wrong. I was
080Alora's POV The devil really was after me, and I had all the proof I needed in the world. In fact, one of them was standing, no, sitting next to me right now. I couldn't believe my ears or eyes. The entire scenario replayed itself over and over again in my mind, but no matter how many times it did that, I just couldn't make any sense out of it. At all. “Not only do you want me to pull out from the real estate contract and everything that has to do with it, you want me to sign off a percentage of my company to you?” They were my own words, but somehow, I wanted to believe that I had a mistake. That Eliaz hadn't really just offered that bullshit as a way to help me. My eyes snapped back to the man in question. He had a sickly smile on his face and I wanted nothing more than to wipe it off his face with a slap.At first, I was worried about his threat of not leaving till he got what he wanted, but now I was just plain mad at his audacity and stupidity combined. “Get out.
079Alora's POV I hated confrontations, but if anything, I hated the very person who was about to do it all the more. My heart skipped a beat, and as I stared at the man in front of me, I allowed my head to do the math. It was going to determine which was more dangerous; the man or his words. If you asked me though, I was going to say both. An unsettling silence settled between both of us. His words echoed in my ears, and it sent goosebumps down my spine but it did nothing to calm my curiosity. When had Eliaz gotten so bold? I snuck a glance at the man in question. He stood his ground, and in the past minute, I wasn't sure he'd moved a muscle. His face looked stoic and even though I wasn't a mind reader, I could already tell he had come here just for ulterior motives. But what kind, and what was he going to be on about?A sharp throb formed at the side of my head, and I winced. Eliaz hadn't even started speaking yet and I was already feeling this tensed up. What would happen
078Alora's POV I tossed and turned, but apparently, it did nothing to ease the torture I was in. Red hot pain seared at my sides, and I found myself whimpering. A dull ache spread through the back of my head, but it did nothing to numb the frequent banging at my left and right cranium. Even though I felt all of this, I didn't find anything more strange than the fact that even though I wasn't exactly sure if I was conscious or not, I still felt like I was on the verge of dying. Shit. What the hell was going on? My question, obviously, wasn't a priority to whoever was listening, because despite my laments and silent cries, nothing changed. If anything, the pain seemed to be growing by the minute. I pressed my eyes tighter, and that was when it dawned on me that I must have my eyes closed. I wanted to open it, badly too, but I couldn't help this strange sense of fear that enveloped me. What the hell was going on? I knew what I needed to do, but it didn't make it any less dr
077Fredrick’s POV “Are you even listening to yourself?” I was furious and even that couldn't fully describe how I was feeling. One would think that with the beautiful memories I had of last night, it would transcend into the remaining parts of our lives. Alora and I had had a shitty life combined, especially her. It didn't even help that even after she'd returned for her fresh start, things were still going horribly wrong. And the worst part, it wasn't just from one person. At this point, if she already had the thought that Los Angeles was cursed and probably not the right place for her, I wouldn't even judge her. In a way, it was true, because the number of things she'd experienced in just this short period of time wasn't exactly nice. That's why I had organized that dinner for the both of us. I'd rented out her favourite restaurant just for the two of us. While the cherry on top had to be the rooftop view, I still had other activities planned out for the rest of the week. I
Alora's pov There was no way this could be happening. My ears buzzed and I felt the world around me fade away into nothing. I tried to stare at the man in front of me, but I couldn't. Instead, the more I stared, the more the colors around me blurred together, before forming a single color. Black. I blinked back, but it did nothing to return to my immediate environment. I blinked and blinked, but nothing came. What the hell was happening to me? Before I could so much as ask myself another question, Mr Donald's voice reached my ears. I'm sorry ma'am, but we'll have to pull you out. The panel wants you disqualified, effective immediately. No no no no. I wanted to scream but I couldn't bring myself to force the words out. I couldn't even see what I was and it felt like I had been transported into another universe. An idea popped up in my mind and I froze. Had I died somehow? Had the news been so shocking that I died right on the spot? My mind raced, but as I thought about I
075 Alora's POV. My mind was a reeling mess, but I tried my level best to keep it in check. I was feeling all of the emotions I could think of at the same time and it was becoming overwhelming at this point. Right now, if I could be granted one wish, it would be to disappear forever till everything was back to normal again. But I knew that couldn't happen. This wasn't a fairytale and I wasn't exactly the luckiest person alive. I sighed. With as much dexterity as I can, I slip into the suit jacket just hanging off the cost rails. I stared at my reflection in the mirror and even though I'm the picture-perfect representation of what a confident woman should look like, that's now how I feel on the inside. I'm on the verge of collapsing. Last night was a blast, and while I enjoyed it, I genuinely did not want it to end. Fredrick had taken me to one of my favorite spots in the city but that wasn't all. He had booked the entire restaurant just for the two of us. I actually thought it w
074Eliaz's POV My body ached and it was weird because I couldn't particularly pinpoint something stressful that I'd done that day. The only thing that involved stress had to do with my mind and I didn't even feel as mentally tired as compared to the physical. Maybe it was a kind of foreshadowing of what was coming. I had no idea, but whatever it was, I just needed to rest. I pushed the door open and breathed a sigh of relief the moment I was met with silence. The lights were out and I quickly put two and two together that Cynthia had gone to bed. She'd been bugging me about the whole picture issue and I wasn't sure she would want to hear that I hadn't fulfilled my part of the bargain. She was a handful. And sometimes I wondered if I had done the right thing by getting married to her. I counted to ten and once there was no sound coming from any of the rooms, I settled into the living room. I'd ordered takeout on my way back and eaten it in the car, so there was no need to star