hapter 227
Alexander’s POV
I studied her face-the slight shadows under her eyes that hadn’t quite faded, the way she shifted uncomfortably against the pillows, the pale cast to her skin. She wasn’t fine. Not yet.
Your head injury was severe. Elena,” I said gently, moving closer to the side of her bed. “The trauma to your brain-the doctors said the swelling is going down, but it’s still there. And with the pregnancy…” I let my voice trails, watching her hand move instinctively to her stomach again.
“I know,” she said quietly. “But I can’t stay in this room forever.”
“No one’s asking you to stay forever. Just until we’re certain there won’t be any complications. A few more days. Maybe a week.”
Celeste cleared her throat. “With all due respect, Mr. Holt, Elena can receive excellent medical care in London. Our family has access to the best physicians in Europe-
“Who aren’t familiar with her case,” I interrupted. “Who haven’t been monitoring her condition since the accident. Transferring her care to someone new
right now could be dangerous.”
“Dangerous how?” Elena asked, her voice small.
I moved closer, taking her hand in mine. Her fingers were cold, trembling slightly. “The brain is still healing. Any sudden stress-travel, unfamiliar
environments-could cause the swelling to increase. In the worst case, seizures. Or worse.”
tures?” she whispered.
“It’s unlikely,” I said quickly. “But it’s a risk we can’t ignore. Especially with the baby. The first trimester is critical. Any complications with your health could
affect the pregnancy.”
Elena’s face had gone pale. “I don’t want to hurt the baby.”
“That’s why we need to be careful. That’s why I’m asking you to wait just a little longer.”
“How long?”
“A week. Maybe two.”
“Two weeks? Celeste stood abruptly. “You expect her to stay isolated here for two more weeks?”
“I expect her to prioritize her health. And the health of her child.”
“She has a family who’s been searching for her for over twenty years.”
The room fell into tense silence. Elena’s eyes were wide, darting between us.
“Stop. Elena’s voice cut through our argument, quiet but firm. “Both of you, just… stop.”
We both fell silent.
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Chapter 227
“La a prise to be fought ever,” she said, her voice saking siglaty m is. But I need to make it myself
Elena was quiet for a long momen
m a person. And I’m scared, and confused, and I don’t
When she finally spoke, her voice was barely above a whisper.
“What if…” She hesitated, then looked up at me. “What if you came with me? To London.”
The suggestion caught me completely/off guard.
“Elena, that’s not necessary, Celeste said quickly, alarm in her voice. “You’ll be perfectly safe with our family-
“But I don’t remember them,” Elena interrupted. ‘I don’t remember you, Celeste. The only person I know right now, the only person who feels even remotely familiar, is Alexander.” She turned to me, her amber eyes pleading. “You said you cared about me. If that’s tribe, you’d want to make sure I’m safe, right?
Every instinct told me this was a trap. That bringing her to London would make it harder to maintain control. Harder to keep the truth buried.
But the desperation in her voice…
“All right,” I heard myself say. “I’ll come with you.”
The relief that washed over her face was immediate. “Really?”
“Really. But we do this carefully. We wait until you’re well enough to travel. We take my private plane, with medical staff on board. And if at any point you start feeling unwell-any headaches, dizziness, anything-we turn around immediately. Agreed?”
Elena nodded quickly. “Agreed. Thank you, Alexander.”
Celeste’s expression softened as she took Elena’s hand, but when her eyes met mine, they were full of suspicion and barely concealed hostility.
That evening, I found Elena in her room, standing by the window and staring out at the darkened grounds. She’d changed into one of the dresses Celeste
had brought-pale blue, simple, modest.
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