“Yes sir,” Elizabeth's heart aches as she complies with Tristan's request, addressing him with the submissive honorific he has demanded. She walks to the kitchen, her steps heavy with a mixture of resignation and inner turmoil.As she arranges the glasses, her mind remains clouded with conflicting thoughts and emotions. The struggle to open the wine bottle becomes a metaphor for her own struggle within the tangled web of her desires and the dynamics of her relationship with Tristan.Her gaze involuntarily drifts towards Tristan, observing him as he sits closely with the other girls. The sight further intensifies her feelings of confusion and hurt. It's a painful reminder of the divide between them, the stark contrast between the private moments they shared and the public display of his attention toward others.A wave of vulnerability washes over Elizabeth as she stands there, silently witnessing the scene unfolding before her. It's as if her presence has been reduced to that of a
As Elizabeth awakens, a faint ache in her abdomen draws her attention. Her eyes flutter open, and she glances down to find a stain of blood on her once pristine white cotton sheets. A heavy sigh escapes her lips as the realization settles in—her menstruation has arrived.She shifts her gaze from the stained sheets to her own reflection in the mirror, meeting her weary eyes. It's a familiar sight, one that she has encountered countless times before. Yet, each time it serves as a reminder of the natural rhythm of her body, signaling the start of a new cycle.With a sigh, Elizabeth swings her legs over the side of the bed, her mind already calculating the adjustments she needs to make to her daily routine. She knows the discomfort and occasional cramps that may accompany this time, but she also acknowledges the resilience and strength that reside within her.She proceeds to the washroom, where she tends to her personal care. The running water provides a soothing backdrop as she washe
Elizabeth's heart sinks as she presents the cup of hot green tea to the woman, who swiftly takes it from her and brings it closer to Tristan's lips.“Come on, Tristan. Have this -”The scene unfolding before her eyes intensifies her feelings of jealousy and betrayal. As Tristan leans in, the woman feeds him the tea, and their actions grow more intimate.With a mixture of shock, hurt, and anger, Elizabeth watches as Tristan looks up at the woman and presses his lips against hers, engaging in a passionate kiss.The sight strikes a deep chord within Elizabeth, shattering her belief that she held a special place in Tristan's life.“What are you looking at? We do not need anything. Let us enjoy!&rdquo
“Mr Bradford…” As Elizabeth sobs uncontrollably, her emotions overwhelm her, and she clings to Dominic's shoulder for support. He responds with compassion, pulling her into a comforting hug.His presence offers solace, his words soothing her troubled mind. "It's okay, Elizabeth. Relax," he reassures her in a gentle tone, understanding the depth of her distress.Dominic, sensing the need to assist, steps forward to help Elizabeth regain her composure. Despite the rain drenching them both, he guides her towards the waiting car, providing a steady presence amid her emotional turmoil.Together, they navigate the wet pavement, heading towards the vehicle that will transport them away from their current location.Inside the car, Eli
In the dead of the night, Dominic Bradford, a man accustomed to giving orders, takes charge of the situation.Aware of Elizabeth's urgent need for sanitary pads, he mobilizes his men to find the necessary supplies. However, despite their best efforts, they come up empty-handed, leaving Dominic with no choice but to take matters into his own hands.Elizabeth, consumed by a profound sense of shame, wishes for the ground to swallow her whole. The mere thought of having to ask Dominic for help with such a personal matter fills her with embarrassment.And now, witnessing his determination to personally procure the sanitary pads, her shame amplifies.With a composed demeanour, Dominic reaches for his wallet, a symbol of his readiness to resolve the situation.
Dominic Bradford storms towards the chalet, his strides purposeful and filled with determination. The anger etched on his face leaves no room for doubt— he has reached his limit and will not tolerate any more excuses or deception.His every step exudes an unwavering resolve as if his strong feet are propelling him forward, refusing to be deterred or delayed.The intensity of Dominic's anger radiates from him, commanding attention and leaving others in his path to instinctively step aside.The force behind his footsteps, the unwavering determination in his eyes, sends a clear message that he is not stopping until the matter at hand is addressed.With a visible rage building up on his face, Dominic Bradford bursts into the room, his eyes scanning the surr
“Tristan, why did you kick Elizabeth out of the house?” Dominic’s questions and Tristan's immediate exclamation in defense of himself reveal his frustration at the accusation leveled against him.His eyebrows furrow in irritation, but he quickly composes himself, realizing that a calm explanation is more likely to resonate with Dominic. Tristan is well aware that his cousin, Dominic Bradford, values composure and rationality over impulsive reactions."Is that what she told you?" Tristan questions, his tone cool but tinged with frustration.He hopes to challenge the assumption and open the door for a more balanced conversation. Dominic's steadfast gaze remains fixed on Tristan, his expression indicating his readiness to hear his cousin's side of the story.
“Its done -” As the doctor's words confirm that the procedure is complete, a sigh of relief escapes Elizabeth's lips. Yet, her relief is short-lived as she begins to feel the tingling pain in her hand, a reminder of her vulnerability.The sweat beads on her forehead, a physical manifestation of the anxiety that courses through her veins. However, her gaze remains locked with Dominic's, drawing strength from the connection they share.The IV drip starts, and an overwhelming sense of paralysis washes over Elizabeth.She feels trapped, unable to move as the medical apparatus takes hold. Her eyes remain fixed on Dominic, seeking solace and reassurance amidst her mounting fear.Dominic, ever the pillar of strength, assures her gently, his voice a sooth