Guilt ate away at her for introducing such a man to her family. If it was not for her, her family would be safe. Both her parents and her brother would be peacefully going about their days and not being subject to the uncertainty of life and death or having to spend their lives in jail for a crime they hadn’t even committed.
If only…if only she hadn’t had a crush on Elliot all those years ago.
‘Where?’ Carola asked. She realized Elliot had gripped her arm. Tight enough that she knew it would leave her a scar. She had no idea where Ella was, and the thought made her stomach churn.

Both her best friend and fiancée were doing this to her – to her family, and for reasons she couldn’t understand.
She came to her last resort. She prayed silently for her family’s safety, for her brother to be safe, and for Mrs. Georgiana to be alright. She wasn’t sure if God was going to listen to her prayers, for she hadn’t really prayed before, but she wished, oh, she hoped for a miracle to save them.
‘Where are we going? And you are hurting me.’ She winced.
‘You will see soon enough.’ That was his only reply, but he didn’t loosen his grip.

‘What do you want, Elliot?’ She wanted to know. No, she needed to know. If it was only about him being in love with Ella, all he had to do was tell her, and she would accept it.
Yes, it would hurt, but she could heal from the pain with her family by her side.
She was stupid enough to not be aware of her environment. They had reached the roof by now, and it scared her. She was more scared than she had ever been. The irony was, every time she was afraid of something, she would run to Elliot, rant to him for hours, and all he had to do was take her in his arms, and she would feel okay.

And now, she was scared of him – of what he might do.
The house was built with 7 floors. Those who looked at it from the outside were often in awe of the house’s height and how her father had chosen just the perfect brick walls.
‘Well, of course, your life and your money,’ came to another voice; her best friend’s. ‘Do you know how long we have waited for this moment? How long we had to endure your personality? Some times were harder than the others. To keep up the appearances you know. But Elli here kept me going. I did good, right, babe?’ Ella looked at Elliot, who pecked her on the lips.