Sometimes, the thought crept in, like what if Elena really did leave with him? What if she chose him, despite everything?
But each time that thought came, I crushed it. No, that was not like her at all. That was not the woman I had known all my life.
And yet… doubts still poisoned my heart.
Three months of silence had a way of breaking even the strongest belief.
One night, while walking through the halls, I overheard Grace whispering to Nicole.
"Albert and Dave are wasting their time. She's gone. And honestly, good riddance. The family is safer without her."
Safer.
The word burned in my ears.
What did they mean by safer? What did they know that I didn't?
I kept that thought buried, but it never left me.
Four Days Later.
I stood in the lobby as I kept talking on my phone, my voice clipped as I spoke with the director of the film in which I was currently involved.
