Chapter 22 – Ella’s Nightmares

Ella

“Wait, what!” I exclaim, not believing my own ears. “You got your job back?”

“It sounds like somebody very important called in some favors for me.” My sister confirms. “They even gave me a raise to compensate for my troubles.”

She doesn’t need to say more. There’s only one person with enough power to undo a command issued by Dominic Sinclair – and that’s Dominic Sinclair himself. “I can’t believe this. Why didn’t he tell me?”

“You mean you didn’t ask?” I can imagine the precise look on Cora’s face. Stunned and reeling at once.

“I mean, not after that first time.” I relate, wondering if I should have tried harder to help her. Did I misperceive my importance to Sinclair, or the power I hold now that I’m carrying his child?

“Well apparently that’s all it took.” She relates, her voice full of elation. “Thank you, Ella.”

“Don’t thank me,” I object. “I’m the one who got us into this situation to begin with.” I remind her ruefully.

“Of course you didn’t.” She refutes. “Listen, I don’t know how it happened, but either I made a mistake or…”

“Or what?” I press.

“Or someone did this on purpose.” She sounds uncertain now, as if she can’t fathom the motive for such an act. I find myself equally confused.

“Why would they?” I fret, not wanting to believe my sister messed up so badly, but not seeing any logic in the alternative.

okay from here on out. You get your baby, I get my career… the only thing we need now is to

a much easier problem to solve before he fled halfway across the country.” I share. “I’m not sure how I’m

could always ask for Sinclair’s help.” Cora suggests, a note of teasing in her voice

so much.” Glancing at the closed door Sinclair disappeared behind, I sidle back towards the entrance, lowering my voice to a whisper. “If I start to seem like too much trouble he might change his mind about

were an open book before, Elle.” Cora replies

say the wrong thing and make myself seem weak or fragile, too annoying to put up with. It’s exhausting.” I drag my hand through my hair. “I end up over-analyzing everything I do with him. I shouldn’t have cried, I was

sweetie.” Cora

I sigh, “I think I just need a little more time to get my bearings. Once

pregnant pause on the

sister, knowing she wants

still in survival mode – ‘keeping your head above water,’ rather than taking care of

like it or not, this is a survival situation.” I counter cynically, “if I don’t perform well I lose my baby. The best I can hope for if I do perfectly is visitation rights after Sinclair finds his mate, and even that could mean anything from every weekend to once a year. I don’t want to risk landing with the latter

sighs heavily, and lets the matter drop. “How are you otherwise? Any morning sickness?” She asks, excitement entering

the bathroom… but I’ve never been

I’ve never been happier for you to feel miserable either.” She jokes. “I hope

presence known, the more secure I feel that it’s growing big and

his father.” I confess. “It was great to talk though, let’s have

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and dignity, but he also welcomed me to his family with genuine warmth. I could see the shadow of a powerful leader in his stoic demeanor, but also the humility of a man

left his home, and I spent the rest of the day napping and reading my pregnancy books. I can’t believe how tired I’ve been, or how hungry. I expected the changes, I just

abusive parents. In my dreams I’m always running

takes me back to one of the worst days of my life. The sounds of my own screams and pleading tears fill

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