Oops, looks like Elena is finally getting to the truth :)
Elena could hardly think, hardly breathe, knowing what she was suddenly up against.After Simon dropped the bomb on her—that Derek Pestov was the man who visited Shelly—she stood by the side for a long time, not caring if she appeared like a creep. She just wanted to see Derek with her own eyes, trying to see the signs she missed, to understand the kind of guilt he carried with himself if it was the case.She stared at Derek for a long time, observing his every move. Every frown, every scowl, everything. He stood with his brother, Roman, the latter talking to a charming blonde woman standing next to the pair, while the former listened, all the while staring at the delicate glass in his hand. He seemed to be lost in his own world. That, or he simply didn’t care about anything happening around him.Elena sighed, forcing herself to avert her gaze, trying to understand if it were the right time for confrontation. Probably not. She should wait for the perfect timing; confronting him now in
Elena bit the inside of her cheek, trying not to snap at him and tell him how much she would rather die than spend any minute with him either. It wasn’t as if she wanted to do this. She just did not have any other choice. He seemed to be in the possession of something she wanted. The truth about the night of Josh and Shelly’s accident. And if he was under the impression that he could get away with being an asshole to her, he was sourly mistaken. She sighed. “I saw you at the Shelly’s grave—” “So? What of it?” Derek cut her off, thick brows pulled together. His voice sounded a tad more subdued now, but the tension around his shoulders remained the same. The good thing was he hadn’t denied anything, and that gave her some hope that he might just cooperate enough to give her something of use. “What were you doing?” “Visiting, obviously. What else do people do when they visit graves?” he sounded annoyed, but that was expected of him. She tried to ignore the itch of her own annoyance,
Elena wasn’t sure what she was doing or where the hell she was going. Once she left the Gala and got into her car, they only managed to drive a few kilometres when Elena asked the driver to pull over to the side. Once the driver did as he was told, Elena threw the door open, gave the driver some money for the cab and then slid behind the steering wheel, wanting to drive the car herself. She needed to clear her head, needed to know that she was still in control, because God knew she was losing it. She was losing it fast. Elena didn’t know how long she had been driving, nor did she know where she was heading towards. She just drove and drove and drove, not knowing what else to do. Derek’s words continued to echo in her head, his hateful words that made no sense to her. Josh wasn’t like that, was he? He wasn’t a scum like Derek made him out to be. No, he wasn’t. Her brother was one of the good guys. Then why? Why was she so restless? So angry? So confused? Her grip around the steering
Elena stopped the car and got out of it. She took in a deep breath, welcoming the cold air that brushed against her skin. She closed her eyes for a second and ran her fingers through her hair, her eyes roaming around the place. It was dark and quiet. Elena could see nothing but the sky and the trees surrounding the place. She wasn’t sure why she was here or how she ended up in this part of the town, but she was glad she did. She walked along the gravely path that led towards the hill. She hadn’t been here for almost a decade, but she could still remember everything as if it was yesterday. She remembered walking the same path with her mother, holding her hand. She remembered Josh tugging at her arm and making her run with him, making her laugh and chase after him. She remembered her father telling her that he loved her and that she was the most precious thing in his life. Elena swallowed the lump that formed inside her throat, tears burning her eyes. She missed them. She missed them
“You’re still a terrible liar, Elena. Always have been.” Those words rang inside Elena’s ears, bringing back memories from ten years ago that she had tried so hard to forget. Her father was right. She was a terrible liar, always had been. She couldn’t lie to save her life. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to, it was just that she sucked at it. And that was exactly the reason why she hated herself at this moment. Because she knew that he saw right through her. She knew that he knew that she was lying, that she wasn’t here because she wanted to see him. She was there because she needed someone to tell her that Josh was nothing like what Derek had painted him to be. She was there because she needed someone to tell her that her brother wasn’t some monster but a good man she grew up knowing him to be. And who could be better than the man who sat in front of her, the man who spent his whole life worshipping the path her brother had carved for himself? Who better than her father to tell h
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. He looked away, his jaw clenched. “If you’re done, I’d like to speak now.” Elena scoffed, wiping away the tears that rolled down her cheeks. “Go ahead.” Her father met her gaze again, his eyes dark and intense. “Do you remember what I told you all those years ago, when you decided to walk away?” Elena swallowed, her hands fisting at her sides. She remembered every single word. “I told you that you weren’t good enough for our family, that you didn’t deserve to carry our name. I told you that you were a disappointment, that you were selfish and ungrateful. I told you that you were nothing but a disgrace, that you would never amount to anything.” Elena flinched, her heart clenching in her chest. All those bitter memories slashed through her once again. “And I meant every single word. I meant every single word I said to you because I knew that it was the truth. I knew that you weren’t good enough. I knew that
When the next morning arrived, Elena said her goodbyes to her dad and got ready to return to the world that waited for her.God knows she didn’t want to leave, not so soon anyway, but what choice did she have? The whole Matthews Empire was waiting for her to come home, to take control of the company that was rightfully hers. Or it was for the time being, until Caleb grew up to claim his birthright.Elena shook her head. She couldn’t think about that now. She had to focus on the task at hand.“Are you sure you’re gonna be okay?” She asked her father as they stood outside his cabin, the early morning sun casting a golden glow over the trees.Her father smiled, the wrinkles around his eyes deepening. “I’ll be fine. Don’t worry about me. You just focus on yourself and the business. I know you’ll do great things. I know now.”Elena nodded, her chest tightening. She didn’t know when she’d see him again, but she knew that things between them were different now. Things were better now. Over t
There were times when Elena knew what she wanted, why she wanted and how. Times when she was in control of her own destiny, of her present, and future. Times when she was aware of how her actions could affect everything.Those times, however, weren’t the ones she lived at the moment, at the point her heart raced so much that her whole body seemed to vibrate. She walked as if what she was about to do was either the best thing that could ever happen or the worst.“Are you sure about this?” Simon asked, as he stood on the driveway, looking up at her, his eyes filled with nothing but want and curiosity and so much more that she had barely started to understand.“What? Are you getting cold feet now, Simon?” She turned and teased, but she knew what he really was talking about, what he really wanted her to be sure about. Elena wished she had the luxury to think this over, to second-guess herself, but she couldn’t. She didn’t want to. She was done questioning and doubting her decisions, espec