
Elara woke the next morning wrapped in the warmth of A’s arms, a smile stretching across her face as she recalled the previous night. The intimacy they had shared felt transformative, as if a veil had been lifted from her heart. For the first time in weeks, she felt free—free from the weight of Kieran’s threats and free to explore the depths of her connection with A.
She took a moment to savor the tranquility of the morning. The sunlight streamed through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room. As Elara turned to face A, she noticed the peaceful expression on his face, and a wave of affection washed over her. She leaned in, planting soft kisses along his jawline, coaxing him from sleep.
“Good morning, sleepyhead,” she whispered, a teasing lilt in her voice.
A stirred, a smile creeping onto his face as he opened his eyes. “Good morning, beautiful,” he replied, pulling her closer. “Last night was incredible.”
Elara’s heart fluttered at his words, and she felt a blush creep up her cheeks. “It was,” she admitted, feeling a rush of warmth spread through her. “Thank you for being so… amazing.”
A chuckled softly, his fingers tracing patterns on her arm. “You make it easy to be amazing. You’re stunning, Elara.”
They shared a lazy morning together, wrapped in each other’s warmth. But as the day wore on, Elara couldn’t shake the nagging thoughts of Kieran and what he might do next. She tried to push those thoughts aside, focusing instead on the joy of being with A, but a sense of dread loomed in the back of her mind.
After breakfast, Elara decided to take a walk to clear her head. She needed to find a balance between her newfound happiness and the shadows that lingered from her past. A offered to join her, but she insisted he stay behind and work on a project he had been meaning to finish.
“I’ll be fine,” she reassured him. “I just need some time to think.”
As she strolled through the nearby park, the vibrant colors of autumn surrounded her. The leaves crunched beneath her feet, and the crisp air invigorated her senses. But the serenity was short-lived as Kieran’s message replayed in her mind.
“You can’t run from me, Elara.”
The words echoed like a haunting melody, and she couldn’t help but feel anxious. What if he decided to confront her? What if he tried to manipulate her again? Elara quickened her pace, desperate to shake off the dark thoughts that threatened to cloud her mind.
Just as she rounded a corner, she caught sight of a familiar figure leaning against a tree. Her heart dropped as recognition hit her like a ton of bricks—Kieran. He stood there, arms crossed, wearing that infuriatingly charming smile that had once captivated her.
“Hello, Elara,” he called out, his voice smooth as silk.
“What are you doing here?” she demanded, anger bubbling to the surface.
Kieran pushed off the tree and took a step closer, an unreadable expression on his face. “I just wanted to talk. You’ve been avoiding me.”
“I have every right to avoid you,” she retorted, trying to keep her voice steady. “You don’t get to just waltz back into my life after everything.”
“Come on, Elara. Can’t we at least have a civil conversation?” His tone shifted, becoming more sincere. “I’ve missed you.”
Elara felt her defenses rising. “You missed me? Or did you miss the control you had over me?”
Kieran sighed, his expression shifting to one of frustration. “I know I messed up, but I’m trying to make things right. You know how much we had—how good we were together.”
“That was a long time ago,” Elara shot back, her resolve strengthening. “And you don’t get to manipulate me anymore. I’m not that girl.”
Kieran stepped forward, his eyes narrowing. “You think you’re better off without me? That guy you’re with—what’s his name, A? He’s not going to protect you like I did.”
Elara’s heart raced at the threat lurking in his words. “I don’t need protecting. A respects me, something you never did.”
“Respect?” Kieran scoffed, his smile faltering. “That’s rich coming from you. You think A can give you what I did? You’re still mine, Elara, whether you want to admit it or not.”
The intensity of his gaze sent a chill down her spine. She knew Kieran was dangerous, and the memories of their toxic relationship flooded her mind. She was done living in fear, but the tension between them was palpable.
“Stay away from me, Kieran,” she said, her voice firm. “I’m not afraid of you anymore.”
His eyes darkened, and she could see the frustration simmering beneath the surface. “You think you can just move on? You have no idea what I’m capable of.”
Elara took a step back, her instincts screaming at her to run. “I won’t let you intimidate me. I’ve moved on, and you need to accept that.”
Kieran’s expression shifted from anger to something more calculating. “You’re playing a dangerous game, Elara. I’ll always be in the background, waiting for my chance. You can’t escape that.”
With that, he turned on his heel and walked away, leaving Elara shaken. The encounter had left her breathless, and she felt a wave of nausea wash over her.
She hurried back to A’s apartment, her heart racing as she relayed the confrontation to him.
“A, I ran into Kieran,” she said, her voice trembling. “He was waiting for me in the park.”
A’s expression darkened, his jaw tightening. “What did he say?”
Elara took a deep breath, recounting the encounter as she watched A’s features harden. “He thinks he can just come back into my life. He said I was still his.”
“Damn it,” A growled, running a hand through his hair. “We need to take this seriously, Elara. I won’t let him hurt you again.”
“I know, but I can handle it,” Elara insisted, wanting to reassure him. “I’m not that girl anymore. I won’t let him control me.”
A stepped closer, his intensity palpable. “I believe you, but I want you to be safe. We need to have a plan.”
Elara nodded, feeling the weight of the situation pressing down on her. “I just want to focus on us and the campaign. I don’t want him to overshadow everything.”
A wrapped his arms around her, grounding her in the moment. “We’ll figure it out together. You’re not alone in this.”
As they held each other, Elara felt a flicker of hope amidst the uncertainty. They had faced challenges before, and together, they could face this one too. But deep down, she knew Kieran wouldn’t give up easily. The shadows of her past were still lurking, and she had to be prepared for whatever he might do next.
To be continued...
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Hadia Siraj
I am a Novel Writer...I writes Dark Romance , BL, Fantasy Novels Full of Obsession....


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