“I think I feel better now.” Elise forced out, holding her neck. The bathroom tiles were cold against her knees, contrasting the feverish heat that radiated from her body. She was still sleeping when a wave of nausea hit her, and the next thing she was doing was running to the bathroom to retch.The icy feel of the tiles seeped through the thin fabric of her cotton pajamas, adding more to the inconvenience she was experiencing as her stomach churned.Her hands gripped the toilet’s rim, her knuckles pale, as another wave of nausea surged. Once again, she retched into the bowl, the sound of it coming straight from her lungs. Her throat burned with acid, and her eyes stung as the sweat beads on her forehead dropped into it. Yet, she did not allow the tears that consumed her to fall. Morning sickness was not a new term to her, but the experience was worse than she had seen in books and articles. It felt like her body was betraying her, every part of it giving in to the chaos that fil
By the time Alejandro returned later in the day, Elise had moved back to the bedroom after spending her time sulking. She was on a couch in the room, curled up with a book she was not invested in, but passed as a distraction. She only noticed his presence when his cologne filled the air followed by the scent of blooming roses. Before she could get on her feet, Alejandro opened the door, smiling as soon as he saw her.“Lily.” “Alejandro, you are back.” She said almost immediately. “Yes,” he nodded.Elise stared at him with a thin smile on her lips, unsure what to say next. She looked at him again, and at the faint lines around his eyes from exhaustion, yet his smile was warm and maybe, boyish.His tie hung loosely on his neck, and his hair was disheveled, as though he had run his hands through it a hundred times. “You are sure you had a good day?”“Yes, of course. I did,” he mentioned, adjusting the bouquet of deep red roses in his arms.“Okay.” Elise nodded slowly, shifting her ga
“Mom, Dad… please. The admissions are open, and I passed. Please help me with $20,000 so I can pay my school fees and secure my admission spot,” Elise said, her voice trembling as she knelt on the cold, tiled floor of the living room. Her clasped hands and pleading eyes showed how much she needed their help. Margaret, her mother, barely looked up from her magazine, as she continued flipping a page with a bored expression. Her father’s gaze shifted briefly to her, but the indifference in his eyes felt worse than outrightly saying no. “We’ll give you the money,” her father, Charles, said at last, setting down his coffee cup. Relief washed over Elise, but it was fleeting and only for a moment. “On one condition,” he added, his voice sharp. “You’ll marry Alejandro Mendoza.” The words hit Elise like a slap. She froze, her heart sinking as she processed what he’d said. “What are you saying, Father?” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “Marry? But I don’t even know him! Father, d
“Payment Successful.”Elise’s fingers hovered over the keyboard, her eyes glued on her laptop screen that displayed the confirmation page. This was what she wanted, and she was supposed to be excited. Yet, as she stared at the screen, an unfamiliar feeling of emptiness washed over her.She had just committed herself to a contract that would hand over her future to a man she didn’t know, all to get her admission secured. The thought made her stomach churn. Was this even the right choice?Elise let out a long, shaky breath, and as sad as she was, she couldn’t ignore the part of her that knew the sacrifice was worth it. The opportunity to become a doctor was something she’d worked for her entire life. She couldn’t afford to back down now. Still, the odds seemed like it was against her. A thought came to her mind and she ran to her socials, typing Alejandro Mendoza into the search engine. Curiosity gnawed at her. What kind of man was he? Why would he marry someone that he didn’t know? H
Elise leaned forward, her face illuminated by the glow of her laptop screen. The clock on the wall ticked past midnight, but she didn’t notice. Her browser was cluttered with tabs, each one opened to medical research papers, forums, and videos on nerve damage and paralysis. She tapped her pen absently against her notebook, which was now covered with frantic scribbles and underlined phrases.“Come on, there has to be something,” Elise muttered to herself, scrolling past another dense medical article. Her eyes moved back to her notes, where she had scrawled the words nerve compression. She tapped her pen faster. “It’s not impossible. It can’t be.”Her mind raced as she replayed the moment she saw Alejandro’s leg twitch. It had been faint, almost not there, but it was. She’d thought little of it at the time, but now it seemed very important. “If the nerve was completely severed,” she whispered, “there’d be no movement at all. Right?”She opened a new tab and began typing furiously. “Nerv
Elise stood in the center of the room, facing her parents, who had strained expressions on their faces with her already packed box. For a fleeting moment, it seemed as though they cared, but their words soon betrayed them.“Look at the situation we’re in. We are so financially unstable that we had to agree to a marriage union just to save our family.We wouldn’t be in this situation if you hadn’t been so selfish,” Margaret voiced out in disgust. Elise’s heart clenched. “What are you talking about? How is that my fault?” Her father joined in, his tone dismissive. “You’ve always been a burden. We had to sacrifice so much to fix the messes you created. All the money we had to spend on Clara’s treatments and medications, all the times Clara needed help, it was because you weren’t capable of doing your part.”Elise’s hands balled into fists. “So you’re telling me it is my fault that you spend millions on Clara’s luxuries? Her designer clothes, her trips, and even the time she beat up a g
The house was silent, except for the faint ticking of the clock in the hallway. Elise stood in the kitchen, carefully arranging a tray with a steaming teapot and a plate of crackers. It had been eight months since she first stepped into Alejandro’s life, and she had grown accustomed to the quietness of his home. Her fingers brushed the edge of the teapot as her mind wandered. Alejandro had made incredible progress and was walking now though not for long, and he still needed the support of a cane. It made her happy to see him reclaiming his strength. Yet, it also filled her with a quiet dread. The contract’s terms had been clear: Help me recover, and this marriage is off. Now that he was getting better, she wasn’t sure how to live a life that did not include him. “Elise?” Alejandro’s deep voice called her from her reverie. He had been watching her for the longest time with a smile on his lips. Elise glanced up to find him standing by the door, leaning against his cane. “I
Loving Alejandro was one thing she had fought against earnestly. Caring for him, even on her worst days, had given her something she had never truly had, a sense of purpose.Elise wasn’t sure when it started. Was it the time he sat with her in her room and comforted her after she learned her medical school admission had been declined? Or perhaps it was that evening when he insisted on picking up ice cream for her during one of their strolls? If she was being sincere, she hadn’t even noticed when Alejandro began consuming her thoughts. One day she was putting him through treatment routines, and the next, he was in her dreams. Initially, she told herself that it happened because she spent so much time with him, guiding him through his medical routines. But even when she found reasons to keep her distance, Alejandro stayed, filling every corner of her thoughts.And now, out of nowhere, he was telling her he loved her? And they had become intimate.Her stomach twisted painfully at the
By the time Alejandro returned later in the day, Elise had moved back to the bedroom after spending her time sulking. She was on a couch in the room, curled up with a book she was not invested in, but passed as a distraction. She only noticed his presence when his cologne filled the air followed by the scent of blooming roses. Before she could get on her feet, Alejandro opened the door, smiling as soon as he saw her.“Lily.” “Alejandro, you are back.” She said almost immediately. “Yes,” he nodded.Elise stared at him with a thin smile on her lips, unsure what to say next. She looked at him again, and at the faint lines around his eyes from exhaustion, yet his smile was warm and maybe, boyish.His tie hung loosely on his neck, and his hair was disheveled, as though he had run his hands through it a hundred times. “You are sure you had a good day?”“Yes, of course. I did,” he mentioned, adjusting the bouquet of deep red roses in his arms.“Okay.” Elise nodded slowly, shifting her ga
“I think I feel better now.” Elise forced out, holding her neck. The bathroom tiles were cold against her knees, contrasting the feverish heat that radiated from her body. She was still sleeping when a wave of nausea hit her, and the next thing she was doing was running to the bathroom to retch.The icy feel of the tiles seeped through the thin fabric of her cotton pajamas, adding more to the inconvenience she was experiencing as her stomach churned.Her hands gripped the toilet’s rim, her knuckles pale, as another wave of nausea surged. Once again, she retched into the bowl, the sound of it coming straight from her lungs. Her throat burned with acid, and her eyes stung as the sweat beads on her forehead dropped into it. Yet, she did not allow the tears that consumed her to fall. Morning sickness was not a new term to her, but the experience was worse than she had seen in books and articles. It felt like her body was betraying her, every part of it giving in to the chaos that fil
Reminiscing about how fast things turned was probably not the wisest thing for Elise to be doing. Yet, she could not help but live it again.She remembered vividly how she was putting up with her family, and praying to move to college as soon as possible. Then out of no where marriage suddenly knocked. Not one born out of love, but an arrangement that she had to fulfill. It was suffocating to think about it because then she felt like her life was being tossed about and she had no control. If she was not optimistic about life, she feared what she would have done to herself in all those times. Moving forward and being with Alejandro was another roller coaster. On some days, she was loving it and on some others, it seemed completely unbearable. All of this went on and all she could hold on to was her firm belief that regardless of how and when, a day would come when she would have achieved her long life dream.Like an earthquake, pregnancy appeared and shook her world completely. When
Elise’s eyelids flapped open as the morning light filtered through the curtains casting lights across the room.Her body felt languid from everything that had happened the previous night and a slow smile formed on her lips as the memories rushed back to her mind. The faint ache in her muscles was a delicious reminder of Alejandro’s touch, his sweet words, and the way he explored every part of her with intentional care.She rolled onto her side, hugging the pillow as she let out a giggle. As if experiencing all of it afresh, she pressed her eyes shut and her legs tight as the chills ran through her.But then, her mind flicked to the Foundation event with the reality dawning on her that Alejandro had opted out of a major contract and even though they had an intimacy to clear out the tension of the previous day, it was a reality that was still going to hit them.She could still see the hatred in Mariana’s eyes as she spat out that Alejandro was going to regret his decision. Shaking her
Now they were back at their home, a breath of fresh air away from the confrontation that had happened at the Foundation event. Alejandro wanted to leave immediately, but Elise made him stay back as the event was not completely over, and she did not want him to miss out on some important interactions because of her. Amongst the number of things that happened, the major thing that stood out was Alejandro’s father supporting him to defend her. It was not like in front of her, he had ever outrightly voiced out his hate, but she could feel the disdain before now. “Thank you!” She nodded and stepped into the room while Alejandro locked the door behind her. “It’s nothing,” Alejandro mentioned as he watched her trying to take off her jewelry, a few steps away from him. He wanted to move to help her, but he did not trust himself, and the actions that he would take, so he turned away, He focused on undressing but turned back to her while his shirt was unbuttoned just halfway, revealin
The secondary living room was just a few rooms away from the main hall but it was a world away from the bling and decor of the charity event. Elise stood near the window, the cool glass pressing against her fingertips as she stared out mindlessly at the estate’s sprawling lawn. Alejandro paced behind her, his footsteps muffled by the thick rug. He took off his tuxedo jacket, tossed it over a chair, and hung his tie loose around his neck. “You didn’t have to hear that,” he said, his voice rough but much quiet like he was trying to pull himself back. “ I don’t know what she was thinking. Mariana, she has no right to do that.”Elise turned, her dress rustling faintly as she faced him. “You ended the contracts,” the words slipped out roughly from her lips. “With her family. Just like that.”He stopped pacing and locked his eyes on hers. “Yes, of course,” Alejandro moved closer, close enough that she could smell the faint cedar of his cologne. “They don’t get to talk to you like that. Th
The charity event had drawn the city’s elite, pouring in as men in tailored suits with women wearing expensive jewels with their laughter mingling with the clink of champagne glasses. Ellse stood near the edge of the grand room, the gold necklace cool against her skin. It was beautiful, no doubt, but it sat there like an extra weight on her skin. After her encounter with Lucas and every other preparation that had to be carried out, she changed into a dress fitting for the event with a quick makeup touch-up.She smoothed her dress, a deep emerald that hugged her just enough to show the very faint curve of her stomach to only the people who could notice, while her eyes scanned the crowd.Alejandro arrived then, moving through the room like he owned it, which in a way, he did. It was their occasion and he was the face of Mendoza Holdings, the pioneer of the foundation.His tuxedo was sharp, with the black fabric catching the light as he moved, searching for Elise and his eyes found her
The events that took place at the previous dinner were possibly not lesson enough for Elise because on this morning again, she was dressing up to visit the Mendoza mansion. Alejandro adjusted his tie as he faced her. “Are you sure you want to go?”She tossed her lip gloss into her bag and nodded. “Yes.”Her encounter with Mariana was not the best, as much as she appreciated that she had been firm with her about staying off her child. But nothing else had happened after that. “You know you could just stay back though? I will come pick you up after work to join.”She heaved. “Alejandro, I want to be there. Your mom said the foundation does not usually give charity at this time of the year. It’s happening now because I am pregnant, at least from what she said. It will be wrong if I’m absent from the meeting.”He nodded against his will. “You have a point.”He was more worried because he was not going to be there with her especially as he had to go to work and leaving her with his mothe
As if Alejandro had read her mind, his voice cut through the elegant clatter of dinnerware being arranged.“Mother,” he said, his eyes burning with anger, “what is Mariana doing here?”The room stilled. Elise, still standing beside him, watched as Mrs. Mendoza’s face remained perfectly composed. Too composed like it was normal for Mariana to be present.Mrs. Mendoza let out a soft laugh, the kind that tried to brush tension away. “Darling, don’t be so dramatic. Mariana stopped by, and since we’re all family—regardless of…you know, past misunderstandings—I didn’t think there would be any harm in her joining us.”Elise didn’t flinch, at least not to the attention of anybody. But her grip around her clutch tightened, as her nails dug slightly into the soft leather.She scoffed. “Family.”How did she for a moment forget the people that she was dealing with?Alejandro’s face was still stiff. “Mother, you should have asked me before making her stay. It’s a family dinner, and I don’t want h