All Chapters of Love And Tales: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Alana's POV.My eyes fluttered open, and I squinted, getting my pupils accustomed to the light rays.I say upright, my gaze fixated on the vase flower that stood on the nightstand. Tracing my feet into the bathroom, I turned the shower with its steam, feeling the air, and the water fell on my body, washing away the grime of the night and other thoughts that followed.My gaze swept across the bathroom, my eyes stretching and falling on my favorite deep-cleanse antiseptic beauty soap. I scrubbed it all over my body as its floral fragrance hung heavy in the air, the foam feeling my body as I caressed it gently.In no time, the following water washed off the leather. I walked into my room, my hand moving through the clothes that I hung in the wardrobe.“There you go,” I said, picking out my favorite purple shirt. I found myself deeply enamored with the color purple, almost to the point where it feels like my own personal trademark. I whispered to myself, acknowledging the special connect

Alana's point of view I got my hands on the paper forcefully, my eyes running across the content and widening. “It’s stated here that you are not my father,” I exclaimed, the joy I felt undeniable by my facial expression. This was it—the news I had been waiting for. The ears that once eloped my mind vanished without a trace. My mother was already in tears, breaking down and sobbing uncontrollably. I couldn't believe I had thought she cheated on my father with Davon. I took a deep exhale and walked over to her, my hand wrapping around her neck as I whispered to her. “I'm sorry for misjudging you, mom. I…” I stammered, unsure of how to fix my words. I raised my head slowly, my eye balls stretching and falling on Davon's face. He stood, confusion running across his face. This wasn't what he expected; claiming ownership of me was his goal; perhaps he wanted to use the medium and get a grip on the Woods company. Well, none of that would happen on my watch. He stepped back a little b

Alana's point of view (The Revelation) I paused, breathing, my lips trembling. “What?” I asked, trying hard to sound casual. Panic set in, and I felt sweat dripping down my temples. How had he found the truth? He let out a dry cough and narrowed his gaze at me, his lips turning into a thin line. He was obviously angry. Dad, what do you mean? I asked, staring deep into his eyes. What did you do to Elena? Where is she? Roared my dad in a much more hasher tone. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I don’t have an idea what makes you think that I am Alana; for fuck sake, you shouldn’t be screaming else your heart would go bonkers again,” I warned. Just as I warned, the medical monitors began to beep faster than the day before, and immediately I could see nurses running into my room to check his vitals. “Ma’am, you need to leave; it looks like you are increasing his stress level,” “Visiting hours are over. You can now leave,” the doctor said, his voice calm as he signaled

Raymond POVThe night was pretty long one. I had the best Friday night. One might think that I probably spent my Friday night at Concave Bar, sorry to bust your bubble it was spent right at the comfort of Elena‘s warm embrace.“Good morning, baby," I greeted as I repeated my lovely wife with kisses all over her face.“Wanna go jogging with me?” I asked Elena, who quickly objected to my request with a response on her face even without saying a word.“OK, I’ll go alone. See you later.” I replied, putting on my technical T-shirt, trousers, and windbreaker because it was freezing outside.In less than two minutes, I was out of the Lawrence premises.I laced up my running shoes as I activated my enthusiasm with a determined stride, and in less than a minute I was out of the Lawrence premises. The cool morning breeze pieced into my windbreaker, creating a sense of tranquility and suppressing the moisture produced by my glands while jogging.A soothing melody was created as my breathing com

Elena's Point of ViewThe night was a pretty fun one, with Raymond's hands roaming around my waist and my chest. He didn't allow me to slip out of his grip, which showed how much he missed me. He would occasionally mutter, "I love you, Elena," and pull me closer to his muscular chest.The next morning, the sun's rays sprinted down the sky, peeking through the window and resting on my eyelids. “Good morning, love,” Raymond said, his morning breath wafting through the air. A smile curled up on my lips as he covered it with kisses.I glanced at the clock and whispered, “We are going to be late for work!” I said, rising from the bed. But he pulled me back to his chest, and I fell with a giggle escaping my lips.“Today’s your free day. We want to discuss something urgent with you,” Raymond said, a hint of seriousness in his voice.“But I miss work badly. I want to go,” I objected, but he shook his head.“Fine,” I said, rolling my eyes. I walked to the bathroom, turning on the shower, the