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Post by Baroness Elina Cali on Aug 4, 2011 11:50:02 GMT -6
Elina stood by the floor to ceiling windows of her and Henry's suite, dressed in his usual flannel pajama bottoms and t-shirt. Her hair was thrown into a messy ponytail holder, and she looked tired with her weak pallor and dark circle under her eyes. Spring had arrived and with it's arrival, the dreary winter season had left, taking away all the storms and gave way to the colorful blooms of the tropics. The sun was setting as she stood there, lost in her thoughts. Her wedding was just days away with her mate no where to be found and she was pregnant with his pup.
She was miserable. The pregnancy seemed like it was getting worse. She couldn't eat a damn thing without expelling it back up. She wanted to eat. Oh, how she wanted to eat. She craved Chinese constantly, but if she ate even just a little cracker her stomach had to disagree with her. She was tired, but only got an hour or so of sleep. She couldn't sleep without Henry in that large bed of theirs. He wasn't coming back. She heard people talk, and most of them thought the same, but there were a few who thought he would come back. Elina did not have as much faith in her mate though.
She had already told Vaan if he didn't return on the day of the masquerade she wasn't staying here. She couldn't. There were too many memories here at the court. She would go away to Scotland. Her and her father had talked already of it and they agreed that it was best for Elina and the pup. George had a summer home in the Scottish highlands that was well away from any people of the court and secluded. Elina wanted nothing to do with the court anymore. She had kept herself locked away in the suite for the last couple of weeks. If she needed some fresh air she would just step out to the balcony or take a walk in the gardens, avoiding court members as much as possible. As much as she loved Isla de los Lobos, she couldn't stay here any more. She would miss the island. There was no doubt about that. She would miss some of the people too, but it was for the best.
She promised Vaan she would write to him about the pup. She would send him pictures, but she didn't want Henry to know about the pup if he ever did return. Henry wasn't ready to be a father. She realized that. As much as it pained her to admit that, it was the truth. Henry wasn't ready. His flight from the island was proof enough of that. When Elina finally realized he wasn't coming back she'd been an emotional wreck. She couldn't stop crying. Now she just felt numb. She couldn't find the energy or the tears to cry anymore. She just curled up in bed in some of his clothes or stood out in front of the windows watching the sunset much like now.
Until... She gagged softly when the scent of the food the servants brought her earlier whisked to her nostril. And she darted to the bedroom and into the bathroom. She dropped to her knees in front of the toilet and proceeded to sick up absolutely nothing. Her stomach couldn't even seem to understand that she had nothing in her stomach. It didn't matter it seemed. She sighed miserably as she flushed the toilet and she just plopped down on her ass, laying her head on the toilet seat. She didn't have the energy to get up right now. She looked out the bathroom door and her gaze fell on her wedding dress. It had taken two months to find the dress and now she would never get to wear it. She sighed and shook her head, laying it back on the toilet seat and closing her eyes tiredly.
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Post by rachel on Aug 4, 2011 12:22:32 GMT -6
Licking her lips, the duchess paced outside the door to Henry and Elina’s suite. Over a dozen emotions rolled over her body making her baby blue eyes flash back and forth from hers to her wolf’s unsure what she was planning. Her flip flops snapped in the air while her bare legs were covered by shorts along with a simple green tank top over her chest. For what she had in mind, simplicity and informality was best. Henry’s disappearance had caused a ripple effect to pass through the palace. She hadn’t even learned of his disappearance until Richard and their children had returned from their vacation, Vaan clearly hadn’t wanted to worry them while they were still away. The details were sketchy but that didn’t matter. The problem was how close the wedding was getting without a word from the prince. The thing that worried her was learning that Elina had locked herself away in the suite only opening the door for meals and a very brief moment outside.
The vacation time had occurred right after the fight between Henry and Richard, which had been Rachel’s breaking point, knowing they needed to get away from the palace before someone was killed. As much as she wanted to keep being pissed off at Elina, she understood why she’d attacked Richard. No one knew his darker side, he’d kept it hidden so well but she had known for years what lay under his tired expressions. If Vaan hadn’t stepped in and Elina as well there was no telling what Richard would have done to her brother in law. That didn’t make it easier to not snarl at them all for hurting her mate. It just made it understandable why it all happened.
This had to be done, the family couldn’t handle anymore broken pieces. Adrienne had been expelled from Vaan’s bed and it seemed the Captain was slowly gaining Vaan’s full attention. There was no need to worry about how he was handling everything, Dawn would consul him. Richard was slowly coming back around to being semi-normal again. Which only left Elina since lucky her and Richard’s daughters were mildly ignorant to the craziness of their family. Squaring back her shoulders, she knocked on the door once out of politeness. “Elina, its Rachel. I’m coming in.” There was no room for argument, besides she was too use to having other listen to her and using her position to gain answers.
Opening the door, she shut it quickly not wanting anyone to eavesdrop on the conversation that needed to happen. Glancing around, the tray of food caught her attention, it didn’t even seem like it had been touched. Was she trying to starve herself over Henry? Rachel wanted to roll her eyes over that, as much as she loved Richard she wouldn’t allow herself to get that devastated about him leaving. Ignoring the food, she stepped farther into the suite searching for the female she knew was somewhere – There! Spotting the bathroom light on, she went with the hunch towards it.
The sight the young duchess found wasn’t one that she felt comfortable with. Elina was lying against the toilet as if it was a life line. “Elina!” Rushing into the bathroom, her nose picked up on the scent of vomit and that distinct scent of a woman full with a pup. Falling to her knees, she reached out to touch Elina’s forehead. “That brother of mine wastes no time I see.” Standing up, she grabbed a cup from the sink counter and filled it with cold water. “Drink.” She bent over to hold out the cup for her future sister in law.
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Post by Baroness Elina Cali on Aug 4, 2011 12:48:11 GMT -6
Elina hadn't heard Rachel at the door. She hadn't heard the door open. Elina hadn't heard a damn thing. She had managed to tune everything and everyone out. The only thing on her mind right now as her, the toilet, and her uncooperative stomach and pup. She wasn't worried about assassination attempts or kidnappers. If someone untrustworthy tried to bother Elina the guard at her door would have taken care of it. Elina just wanted to curl up into a ball and die. At least that's how she felt. She felt so miserly. It seemed like everything from her stomach up hurt. She probably could have just curled up into a ball and died if she willed it.
Her eyes fluttered open when an unfamiliar scent filled her nostrils. Rachel. When did she and Richard and girl's return home? Elina hadn't heard a word of their return. Of course, ever since Henry and Richard had that awful fight, Elina had avoided Rachel. She tried to apologize once or twice, but Rachel had been adamant about not forgiving Elina even though Elina had no other choice. It was either attack Richard or allow him to kill her mate. Rachel would have done the same exact thing to Henry if roles had been swapped. She probably would have tore Henry apart given the chance actually. To admit that Rachel had really hurt Elina was painful in and of itself. Elina thought she had found a real friend in Rachel when it came to fitting into the royal family. Elina felt like such an ugly duckling among the royals. Then Rachel just tossed Elina aside like that when it was all said and done.
She closed her eyes once more when Rachel knelt down next to Elina and laid a hand over her forehead. " He doesn't know." She murmured the words weakly, shifting her legs out from under neath herself so she sat more comfortably. "He doesn't know at all... I didn't find out until after he... he... left." Brown eyes fluttered open and she watched as Rachel stood and fixed a cup of water. A frown crossed Elina's face and she shook her head at the offered water. She wanted to. Her mouth tasted awful and her throat burned from all the acid. Water would certainly be a lovely thing to take care of those problems, but Elina was afraid she wouldn't even be able to stomach that much.
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Post by rachel on Aug 4, 2011 14:31:23 GMT -6
Since the fight between the Niall brothers, Rachel hadn’t been the friendliest to Elina. Her mother would have been ashamed of how she treated the future princess but then again, her mother could stuff any of those proper manners right up her backside. Her mate had been injured and it had pissed off her wolf, it had taken weeks to not allow her to hunt down Elina to shove her face into the nearest wall. But again, she knew that had she been in Elina’s position, she would have done far worse to Henry. She would have killed him. There was no question about how fiercely she felt for her mate.
As for the guard that was at the door, it was only a matter of flashing the poor guy a very reassuring smile about her good intentions about speaking to Elina. Rachel had long since given up trying to think of ways to hurt the other she-wolf. The time spend with her family had given her a chance to cool up, comfort Richard, and dote on her daughters until they giggled while playfully asking for their mother to leave them alone. Having returned, she felt a twinge of guilt over not allowing Elina to apology before leaving for the vacation. However, if she had, her wolf would have believed Rachel was betraying her by forgiving the woman who had injured their mate. Instead, she had kept her distance to allow her wolf the chance to come to the conclusion staying mad was senseless.
“Drink some of the water before I force it down your throat.” The smile sitting on Rachel’s lips was completely sweet, completely free of the seriousness of the threat. But her eyes gave her away, she wasn’t kidding about Elina drinking or having it forced down. She could see how dehydrated Elina was getting from puking, she remembered that feeling all too well. “At least give your mouth a swish. Morning sickness is never very tasty.” Offering her a weak smile, she sat down across from her, so her feet were on the other of Elina. As much as she wanted to move the woman to her bed, it was best to give her a few minutes to collect herself. Learning that Henry didn’t know about the growing up in his fiancé’s womb was a little surprising, but at the same time not. “How long has he been gone?” It wasn’t hard to see that Rachel cared for her brother in law even after the stupid fight between him and her mate. Henry wasn’t too terrible and he was a wonderful uncle to her pups, the girls adored him.
“I left with Richard and the girls on bad terms with you, I’m sorry.” Leaning her head back, Rachel sighed as her eyes glanced over the ceiling while sorting through her many different thoughts. “My behavior was no better than Richard’s or Henry’s.” Both brothers had been at fault, she knew it and could even admit it. It was just that her wolf knew which one was her mate and which one had started the fight.
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Post by Baroness Elina Cali on Aug 4, 2011 15:58:30 GMT -6
She looked up to Rachel when she said those words in a very sweet tone. Elina saw that twinkle of warning in them though and reluctantly took the cup. Her and Rachel might have had a bit of a wedge between them, but there was clearly some concern in Rachel's mind as well. She wanted to drink the water, but she didn't want to be sick. Again. She looked to the water for a moment then up to Rachel before she took a sip. She felt the cool water rush down her aching throat, soothing it some before she felt it hit her stomach. She wasn't sure how long it would stay down. She hoped it would period. She closed her eyes and set the cup down next to her legs before she looked back to Rachel, looking awful and sickly.
"Please don't say anything to anyone. Vaan and my parents are the only others who know." She murmured gently, wrapping an arm around her belly as she felt a pang. She couldn't tell if it was hunger or a warning to her stomach's activities. She only told her parents because she had to. If she hadn't needed a place to hide away from the court she wouldn't have gone to them. Only to Vaan to explain why she was leaving. A soft sigh escaped her lips and she shook her head faintly. "That is something you'll have to ask someone else. I've lost track." She laid her cheek back on the toilet, closing her eyes softly, trying to think. "Probably a little over three weeks now. " She murmured weakly as brown eyes fluttered open once more. "And the masquerade is only two days from today." She could have cried right when she said it if she had anymore energy and tears. She couldn't though. She wasted it all in those two nights. She went nonstop weeping. The only time she kept a straight face was when she talked to Vaan and whenever the servants came in to leave her food or to clean up what she hadn't eaten.
She looked to Rachel and lifted her head a little. "No... don't apologize please, Rachel. You were upset. I would have been to." She would have been upset if roles were reversed too. Then again, Rachel probably would have murdered Henry if the roles had been reversed. She sighed softly and ran a hand along her face softly, rubbing at her temples softly. "Well... at least you didn't throw me out a window or a door." She murmured weakly, a faint smile on her lips. She remembered watching Richard go through that window. She thought she felt her heart leap out of her chest before he grabbed the window ledge. And again when she realized she'd left Henry up in the offices to his work. "When did you get back?" She asked faintly, laying her head back down on the toilet. At first she had felt it demeaning to lay her head on the toilet seat, but the more time she spent like this the less demeaning the more necessary it felt. She spent a good portion of her nights right there on the floor. She remembered that first night it had really hit her she spent the whole night curled up on the floor.
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Post by rachel on Aug 4, 2011 19:21:51 GMT -6
“You handle morning sickness much more dignified then I did.” Laughing softly, Rachel ran a hand through her blond strands. At least Elina was sitting up; she hadn’t been so inclined to sit up when she’d been pregnant with Nevaeh since her stomach would clenching every time she moved a single inch. It might have appeared like she was always in control of any situation, able to keep a calm face when the truth was so very different. Behind closed doors, she was just any other lycan that needed her mate around that had worries and fears about her family.
“I don’t talk about family issues to anyone but family. If you don’t want me to tell anyone, be assured I won’t.” Only truth reflected out from those words as Rachel watched over Elina whom exhaustion was taking over. Guilt about the event that had transpired still ate at her. Guilt over being so cold to one of the first friends she had around the palace. Guilt over letting her family see the dark side of Richard after careful placements to keep his temper and lust under control. “I’d rather ask you. You need the company more than some gossiping courtier.” The woman who always seemed so strong in her mind, hell for awhile there it seemed like she had finally gotten through to her brother in law, looked close to tears and Rachel couldn’t tell if it was from the sickness or Henry being stupid enough to have left. She wanted to reach out and hug her, give her the comfort her mate should be giving but between their standoff and Elina’s stomach acting up, Rachel wasn’t sure if that was the best idea.
“And the wedding is three days after that…” The words were barely more than a whisper but Rachel knew how much that must have been weighing on Elina’s mind. How could Henry do this? What had happened to make him run and for this long? As curious as she was to know the facts, something nagged at the duchess to remain silent on the questions for the time being. It might have been three weeks but she was sure the betrayal was still just as fresh as the day the future princess realized Henry was gone. “I’m sure he’ll come back soon. I’ve never known him to be the type to run from his problems. Avoid them? Maybe for a little while. Never run.” Putting all her will power behind those words, she turned her worry scowl into a bright cheery smile not wanting to see someone so low as Elina was right then.
“I was tempted.” Where a few weeks ago those words would have held pure aggression, Rachel’s voice was light and carefree no longer mad at Elina for her actions. The more she thought about the more she was pleased to know she wasn’t some shy little she-wolf that would sit around while her mate was being attacked. “It still wasn’t fair of me to turn so cold on you. I’ve only seen Richard act like that once in the whole time I’ve known him…needless to say I was pretty scared about it.” For a moment when she found him in their suite, there hadn’t been a trace of the man she’d married in those eyes of his. Only the beast that was raging under the surface until she tried to help clean him up. Thinking about it only made her pulse race remembering the fear of seeing so much blood on him. The fear of what he might have done to someone in the palace. “Thank you…for not letting Richard kill Henry. I don’t think he could have survived the guilt even for the girls and me.” Blinking, she cleared her eyes of the stray tears that threatened to spill because of that thought. Right then wasn’t the time for her to cry.
“We got in yesterday afternoon, the girls were already running around the moment we go back but Richard and I weren’t up to leave our suite until this afternoon.” A faint blush colored the tops of her cheeks and down the bridge of her nose trying not to think about why they hadn’t been up for leaving the room.
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Post by Baroness Elina Cali on Aug 5, 2011 0:32:39 GMT -6
She shook her head faintly at Rachel's words. "I can't keep a damn thing down. I gag at the sight or smell of food. I spent the first couple of nights when it got really bad in here sleeping on the floor... there's nothing dignifying about this." There wasn't. There was absolutely nothing dignified about puking your guts into a toilet when there was nothing left to puke. The other night she was so sick that she puked up blood a couple of times. It was starting to worry her a little.
"Thank you, Rachel." She murmured the words softly as she looked up to the one friend other than her own sister she had in this court. She sighed softly and sat up from the toilet, feeling a little better than earlier. She looked to Rachel with a soft frown at her words, nodding her head faintly. "He and Vaan had a fight over Adrienne in front of the entire court. We were at a feast. Vaan announced our engagement. I guess he never knew about Adrienne and Henry." She murmured weakly, looking down at the floor. "Turns out Henry slept with Adrienne the morning after our first time together." Brown eyes lifted to meet Rachel's gaze, feeling so... she didn't know. She didn't feel like herself though. Not since she learned that Henry had slept with that whore after they first made love together. It made her feel dirty at first, but then she realized that she would have forgiven him for that. She spent three nights waiting up for Henry after his blow up with Vaan. To tell him that she forgave him, but then he never came back.
Elina looked to her wedding dress, hanging in the bedroom at Rachel's words. The wedding was in less than a week and her groom was no where to be found. She felt so... betrayed. She wanted to say he was no better than his mother, but she knew better because he was better than Rebekah. She sighed softly and shook her head weakly as it laid back down on the toilet. "I'm glad you and Vaan have so much faith in him... I don't know what to thinking any-" She gagged and sat up, bending her head over the toilet. This time it was more of a dry heave, but what she did throw up was the water she drank just moments ago. She whimpered like a little pup for a moment there, head hanging over the toilet as she clutched at the rim of it roughly. Once she was sure the episode was over she sat back down, laying her head softly on the toilet rim. "Is it always this awful?" She asked weakly, laying a hand across her stomach as it bubbled in warning. You would think Luna would have mercy on a woman. Iit wasn't torture enough that in less than nine months time she would be pushing a head the equivalent of a watermelon through her tiny birth canal?
She looked to Rachel and laughed weakly, appreciating the light tone. "I felt so awful for it afterwards, but I didn't know what else to do. He was going to kill Henry. I was so scared." She murmured weakly. She may have not felt it then, but she felt it afterwards. She had been so afraid. Afraid that he would kill her. Afraid he would kill Henry. She didn't want to admit it at the time, but she didn't want him to die because she loved him then. Not because he promised her his fidelity. That was indeed a factor in it all, but that wasn't the real reason she had defended him as a she-wolf would her pup. She loved Henry and then he went and left he like this. Scared and pregnant. He broke her heart when she finally realized he wasn't coming back. She shook her head faintly at her sister-in-law. "There is no need to thank me... I [hadn't gotten to enjoy him as a lover yet. I didn't exactly want to lose him before I at least got one night with him." She smiled playfully, though it was a bit of a pathetic expression given her current condition.
She grinned knowingly and nodded her head. She wouldn't say anything. They were a loving couple. They deserved to enjoy each other's presence in such a way now that they were home, in their own bed. Her expression saddened and she looked to the bedroom. There were so many memories in that room, and not just of sex. Their first night together, when Henry had made it all so romantic and special. That was the night their pup was conceived. Her lip trembled and she closed her eyes, fighting back the sudden onslaught of tears her eyes managed to summon up. "I'm so scared..." She sniffled the words out, wiping at her eyes softly. "What if he doesn't come back?" She coughed softly, just letting the tears go. There was no use in fighting them. She learned that in the last three weeks. There was no use fighting tears. It was just better to let them go.
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Post by rachel on Aug 7, 2011 11:11:42 GMT -6
Rachel rolled her eyes at Elina’s words; she’d been trying to lightening the mood not have a serious talk about how much the side effects of being pregnant sucked. If she wanted a serious talk about this side of having children she’d go talk to her mother who would nag her ear off about how much of an honor it was for her to have been accepted into the royal family when her family was so low on the totem pole of nobility. It was the same talk they’d had every time Rachel saw her parents making her so very grateful for having been able to get away from her parents. Deep down, she loved them but knew they had used her like some tool to gain some power in court. For years they had taught her to be a proper little lady, mind her manners in court, look pretty, and play stupid. Richard had been her only shelter from the building pressure placed on her tiny shoulders from birth.
“They fought over Adrienne?” Shaking her head, Rachel felt her long hair tickle her cheeks realizing how stupid the men in the Niall family really were. “Vaan can do so much better than that gold digging whore. She isn’t around anymore is she?” For one thing, she had never liked how that woman had stared at her girls like they were rats under her heels, as if she had any right to sitting in a throne she had on claim to. Sharing Vaan’s bed wasn’t anything new, before Adrienne he’d had many mistresses, she just happened to be one that lasted a few years longer than the others. Rachel was a little worried her father would never find a mate worthy of him, a mate that would awaken the sleeping alpha out of his self induced coma state since Lady Jane’s death. She couldn’t help but wince hearing that last remark on Henry’s actions after Elina and him had been intimate. The young duchess had no illusions that they’d wait until after their wedding but still for Henry do run to Adrienne, it was pretty low of him. Turning her eyes up to Elina, she wanted to hug the she-wolf seeing the pain her brother in law had left there. If Elina didn’t hurt him when he returned, Rachel was going to give one hell of a bump on the back of the head.
Quickly as if she’d seen this coming, Rachel gathered Elina’s mass of hair and kept it out of the way of the heaving. Gently, she rubbed her friend’s back in a soothing motion. “Its worth it. That first time you hold your pup…that connection you make, its worth being sick, getting fat, and even the weird cravings.” Reaching over once she had settled against the towel, Rachel brushed a few stray strands from Elina’s face giving her a warm smile. Rising up, she got a wash cloth and ran some cool water over it. Glancing in the mirror, she got the reflection of the wedding dress and couldn’t help but stare at it in the mirror, gasping softly. The dress was gorgeous. She had no doubt it would completely flatter Elina’s figure adding to her beauty.
Laughing at Elina’s words about feeling awful for attacking Richard, Rachel smiled softly before speaking up. “You were protecting Henry, its why I didn’t come after you.” It was true, it was another reason her wolf had calmed down. Over the years she’d been a part of the royal family; her wolf had grown to see them all as her family and would do anything for each of them. “I’ve been married to Richard for twenty five years but I know exactly what you were probably thinking when you saw another trying to hurt your future mate.” Of course, they were married for twenty five years but they had over twenty years of courting properly where she had really gotten to know her mate.
“If he doesn’t come back, he’s a fool.” Smiling again, she kneeled down to offer the wash cloth to Elina. She really meant the words. Henry would miss out on a lovely woman that clearly loved him and a pup that was his. Her brother in law would miss out on those warm moments late at night watching the pup sleep in his or her crib completely at peace with the world. “If he doesn’t come back, you still have Vaan and me. I’ll help you anyway I can.” The tears that fell broke Rachel’s heart completely at a loss how to fix the situation. But, it wasn’t her job to fix this. There was one person that could fix this mess…and he was MIA.
Feeling a change of subjects was needed, she grabbed for the first one to pop in to her mind. “How did the wedding plans go?” Rachel had high hopes everything was going to work out still. Someone had to have faith in her brother in law even when he was making a huge ass of himself.
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Post by Baroness Elina Cali on Aug 7, 2011 22:52:59 GMT -6
She nodded her head softly at Rachel's question of fighting over Adrienne. "They didn't exactly fight over her as if they were fighting about who's whore she was. It was more so about her. How Henry had been sleeping with her behind Vaan's back. " She said softly as she ran a hand over her face. Elina really didn't want to think about it. If Henry hadn't said anything then none of this would have happened, would it? Henry would have had no reason to get scared and run. At least as far as Elina knew. She had planned to forgive him for his ... morning... with Adrienne, and she did. She could not forgive him for leaving her as he did though. She shrugged her shoulders softly. "I don't know. I haven't been out of the suite all that much the last few days. And I certainly have been avoiding Adrienne at all cost when I do go out. " She murmured weakly. It was true enough, whether the whore was still here or not was not knowledge Elina had. She hoped the tramp had left and gone far far away.
Elina's eyes fluttered open when she felt fingers brush aside some strands of hair that had escaped her pony tail holder. She smiled faintly at the words and nodded her head. She knew that. She heard women say it often enough. She couldn't wait to hold her pup in her arms.She could already imagine it. It would look like Henry no doubt. With those gorgeous blue eyes. She looked to the wet cloth and gently took it, running it over her face and wiping her mouth with it. "Was it this bad for you?" She asked faintly. She had heard stories where some women were more sick in the beginning than others. Right now Elina was wishing she was one of the lucky few who didn't really get all that sick. She could handle the getting fat and the aches and pains and the cravings, but this. The morning sickness. It was too much for Elina. She would be thankful once she got past the pukey stage.
Elina took a deep, shaky breath to try and stop the crying. She wiped at her eyes futilely and looked up to Rachel. She had to tell Rachel. She was the closest thing to a friend Elina had at the moment. She sighed and wiped at her eyes softly, sniffing as she looked down at the floor. "If he does not return... I'm leaving." She murmured softly, lifting her head and meeting Rachel's gaze. "I can't stay here if he does not return. There are too many memories. " She looked around the bathroom for a moment then out to the bedroom. There were far too many memories in this very bathroom. And not all of them involved sex. A good portion of those memories were sweet little affections and moments to themselves. A nice relaxing bubble bath with him. Playfully flicking foundation on his nose or glossing his lips while he was napping. "I've already talked to Vaan about it. If Henry doesn't come back in time for the masquerade, " she looked down to her hands, "I'm leaving for the Scottish highlands that night." She knew it would not be welcome news to the she-wolf. It was not very welcome news to Vaan, but Elina could not stay here. She hoped that Rachel could be as understanding as Vaan had been. "Henry won't ever have to know about the pup and he can go on with his life."
She sighed at the question of the wedding plans. "I hired a wedding planner to help. He was so wonderful. He took care of everything. He helped me and Henry decide on things. All that is left is to pick up the cake and the flowers the day of the wedding." She sighed and sat back, using the wash cloth to run it over her face for a moment. She wished she had more faith in her mate like his family did, but they were just days away from the wedding and there was still no news of his whereabouts or any word from him. What was she supposed to expect? A part of her wanted him to come back to her, but a part of her wanted him to stay far far away because he had broken her heart, and she wasn't sure it was fixable at this point. She just wanted to go away to Scotland and hide in the highlands away from all the speculation and rumors that were going around by now.
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