Ella Smith...I watched as my hus and stepped into the van and left, and I felt a string in my heart getting pulled.I hate seeing him leave like this. It always made me sick to my stomach, made me want to throw up, and made me wish I could cling to his leg and refuse to let him live.But I knew this was part of being Elijah's wife. His life was always dangerous, and it has become something I needed to put up with.Wiping my tears away, I walked out of the garage and into the house.My feet led me to my art studio, and the only thing I could do to distract myself was to paint.I started finishing up the paintings I'd previously started. There was one I was painting to give to Nicolo on his wedding day, but I never got to finish it, and after the house fire, I never thought of finishing it. But, the stress I was in tonight forced me to finish the painting.It was getting close to midnight when my legs started to shake and my eyelids started getting heavy.I knew I needed to rest, a
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