Elara
Zuriel is driving to the hospital River was taken. I hate that we left our lovely date for this.
âAre you alright?â Zuriel asks. I want to answer something acidic but tame my tongue and only nod. As he drives, he places a hand over mine. It seems so innocent, yet it warms my heart. Since when is Zuriel so attentive to my feelings? Does he like me?
My heart is pounding, and Iâm sure he can hear it. He can, especially with that smirk he wears on his lips.
âYou keep touching me like this, and I might think you actually like me,â I say. He stiffens and after a moment says,
âI donât dislike you,â
I smile at him. Iâd take it. Lately, Iâm just taking anything from him. I know itâs not easy for him to be expressive.
We reached the hospital five minutes later, and I dread going inside.
âRemember, she is vulnerable, please be kind with your words,â
âFine,â I roll my eyes and hop out of the car. Iâm about to walk inside when he grabs my waist and pulls me back to him. His face is close to me,
âPromise me, little princess,â he says.
âPromise what?â my voice comes out in a breathless whisper.
âPromise you wonât be snarky,â he says.
âIâll try not to be mean,â
âIâll take it,â he pecks me on my lips. Iâm stunned. He doesnât notice how disarmed I am by his action. He grabs my hand and starts to walk. I follow.
âOh my goddess!â Ara screams in my head. Iâm red, but Zuriel doesnât notice. Reaching the reception, a short woman smiles at us warmly.
âWe want to know which room River Snake is in,â he says. Snake? I grimace at her last name. The woman goes through the computer and then looks up with a smile,
âThe patient is in room 324, on the third floor,â she answers. We thanked her and made our way there. I exhale once Iâm at the door. Zuriel pushes it open. Leban and Miel are there in the room. They get to their feet once they see us and bow.
âHow is she?â Zuriel asks, his eyes still on his ex. River is lying on the bed. Attached to her arm is an IV. She looks pale.
âWhen is she ever not pale?â Ara snickers.
âBehave,â
âThe doctors pumped her stomach. It was a close call,â Leban answers.
âWho found her?â I ask.
âI did, my lady,â Miel answers as Zuriel goes to the bed, â She asked for soup earlier. When I brought it to her, she was on the bedroom floor. We called an ambulance and brought her here,â
âYou two look tired. You should go home and rest,â I dismiss the two servants. They nod and leave the room. I stand beside my husband.
âYou must be relieved sheâs alright,â I say.
âWe should go home. Iâll come tomorrow,â he suddenly says. Just as we turn to leave, we hear a frail voice call.
âZuriel,â
Fuck. Since when am I so bitter? However, I made a promise to Zuriel, so I shove down my irritation and smile. She wants to act. I can do it, too. Maybe not as great as her, but I can try.
âRiver, how are you feeling, my goddess!â I say. Even in her state, she canât hide how shocked she is by my concern.
âYouâre here, too, Princess,â her voice is weak.
âOf course, Iâm here. You are a guest in my home. I had to come,â I tell her. Her gaze goes to Zuriel. She looks taken aback by what she sees in his eyes. I turn to look at my husband. He doesnât look pleased with River. I canât believe it after the fuss he made about coming here.
âDid you do it on purpose?â he asks, his voice cold. Tears roll down her face.
âI just couldnât take it anymore,â she cries. I hold her hand gently, nodding in understanding.
âBut doing this!â he shouts.
âZuriel, enough. We are in a hospital, and sheâs unwell. You canât shout at her like that,â I say. He looks surprised. Iâm impressed by myself.
âSorry,â he mutters, resting his hand on my lower back. His action doesnât escape Riverâs eyes. I smirk inwardly.
âTell us what happened,â I ask gently.
âI was just overwhelmed with my emotions. I thought about the child that I lost and what I endured at the hands of that man. I just wanted it to end,â she sobs. River has been through difficult times, but she is acting. She wants my husbandâs attention. She is prying on his guilt. As soon as she says this, Zurielâs face falls into one of guilt and anger- His anger is directed at those rogues, not at River.
âIâm sorry,â he whispers. River nods and extends her hand towards him. Zuriel hesitates to take her hand, glancing at me first. I donât react. I donât know how to. He slowly takes her hand, and she smiles brightly.
âZuriel, Iâm sorry for what I did tonight. However, I donât know how to handle my emotions when I feel lonely, or when ⦠Iâm sorry to say this when I see you with Princess Elara,â
Fucking bitch. That is how sheâs playing it right now? I scoff and press my fingers on my lips.
âHey, relax. Think about later,â Ara says calmly to me. I nod and look at River with sympathy.
âWell, we are married now, and I understand if seeing us together will hurt you, and Iâd hate that so much. That is why I suggest you move to the packhouse,â my voice is calm. I look up at Zuriel, and he nods in agreement with me.
âAt the packhouse, youâd meet people and socialize. You know, make friends,â I smile. I didnât expect the discreet glare she sent my way, but I was smiling, waiting to see if she would find a way out of this.