As Eleanor's hunger pangs intensified, she couldn't help but voice her complaint to her mother, Rose. The restrictions imposed by Knight traditions left her feeling frustrated and famished, her stomach growling in protest at the enforced fast."Mumma, I am very hungry," she lamented, her tone tinged with irritation. "I don’t understand why I cannot have lunch?"Rose sighed in sympathy, her heart aching for her daughter's discomfort. "The Knights' traditions, Eleanor," she explained, her voice tinged with resignation. "The would-be bride has to fast on the day of her engagement and marriage. Caroline Knight had strictly called me to ensure this was followed. And you know I would have still let you eat something, but Laura’s eyes are always on us."Eleanor nodded in understanding, though her frustration simmered beneath the surface. "I know," she sighed, her stomach rumbling in protest. "But I can eat fruits, can’t I?"Rose smiled at her daughter's pragmatic approach, grateful for her un
ENGAGEMENT DAY Aurora contained her frustration as she discreetly observed the lavish event, where the charismatic Kayden Knight and his elegant fiancée Eleanor Watson posed gracefully for pictures amidst the opulent surroundings."Careful, my queen," cautioned Sebastian with a hint of concern. "You're not supposed to envy them. We're family, remember?"Aurora, clad in an exquisite gown, gracefully raised her glass of sparkling liquid to her lips, taking a sip to mask the subtle turmoil beneath her composed exterior. Her eyes, however, remained fixated on the newly engaged couple, their smiles radiant and their connection seemingly effortless."I must say, they have a nice chemistry," she murmured, her voice barely audible above the ambient chatter of the celebration.Sebastian, bewildered by her response, followed her gaze to the couple, attempting to decipher the subtle nuances of their interactions. The dance of glances between Kayden and Eleanor hinted at a deeper connection, one
As Eleanor gradually emerged from the depths of unconsciousness, a throbbing ache reverberated through her head, a sensation that felt as though her skull might shatter if she didn't tend to it. The disorienting haze began to dissipate as her mother's voice, a comforting presence, reached her ears."Eleanor… thank God you are fine," Rose's words enveloped her, instilling a sense of security even before Eleanor could muster the strength to open her eyes. With a groan, Eleanor sat up on the bed, her hand instinctively reaching to massage her throbbing forehead."Damn, it hurts," she muttered, the pain accentuating the disconcerting fog in her mind. Rose, ever attentive, offered her daughter a concoction, and Eleanor, without hesitation, gulped it down in one go. As the liquid flowed down her throat, a sudden recollection flashed in her mind – the cranberry juice, a potential culprit in her sudden unconsciousness.Setting the glass aside, Eleanor pieced together the fragments of the prev
"Where is your ring?" His voice cut through the air, a sharp inquiry that seemed to carry more weight than the question itself. The room, with its muted tones and elegant decor, became a silent witness to the unfolding tension.She instinctively moved her hand to the back, a reflexive attempt to shield herself from the intensity of his gaze. How had he noticed she wasn't wearing their engagement ring? Did the absence of that small band truly make a difference? To her, it didn't, but the significance seemed amplified in his eyes."I forgot to wear it. What’s your problem?" she retorted, her response tinged with a touch of defiance. The room, adorned with framed memories and tasteful furnishings, held its breath, anticipating the exchange that unfolded."You took it off, that’s my problem," he snapped, his tone edged with a bitterness that hung in the air. The atmosphere in the room, once filled with the hum of subtle conversations, now crackled with an undercurrent of tension.His behav
KNIGHT MANSION Eleanor's gaze wanders through the elaborate decorations of the wedding venue, adorned with cascading flowers and shimmering lights. The lively chatter of guests creates a symphony of celebration, contrasting with the tension brewing within her.As Aurora inches closer, the scent of jasmine wafts in the air, mingling with the fragrant henna on Eleanor's palms. The intricate patterns tell a story of tradition and celebration, a stark contrast to the turmoil within.A distant melody plays, echoing the festivities. Eleanor's mind races with questions about Kayden's sudden departure. Why did he leave, and where could he be wandering in the midst of his own wedding preparations?“Whom is the Knight Bride searching for in this crowd?” Aurora Knight breaks Eleanor’s trance. “Are you looking for my brother-in-law?” she whispers coming closer to Eleanor.Eleanor fakes a smile.“He is not home” Aurora sits next to her, admiring the henna drawn on Eleanor’s palms. “He looked very
The dance function continues with no signs of the strange woman. The Watsons decide to head back home. The next day was the roce ceremony and there were still a lot of preps they had to do from their end. As they all get up, Sebastian and Aurora joins the Watson couple to escort them till the door.In the midst of the Knight family's engagement preparations, Aurora, the ever-observant member, couldn't help but notice the sudden silence that had enveloped Eleanor."Eleanor, why are you so quiet now?" Aurora prodded, her curiosity evident. "When Kayden was not home, you were so desperately asking for him." Kayden, catching wind of the mention of Eleanor's apparent interest, raised a skeptical brow."Is that so?" he inquired, an undercurrent of curiosity in his voice.Eleanor, feeling the scrutiny of both Aurora and Kayden, bit her lip. Sensing an opportunity to address the brewing questions, she discreetly slowed Kayden down as the family advanced, ensuring a moment of privacy."Where ha
KNIGHTS HOUSE “Kayden?” Max barges in the groom’s room. “Have you increased the security all of a sudden? Why do I see guards outside Eleanor’s room?”Kayden is dressed in a black suit. The wedding rituals are going to begin in some time. He picks the note from the table, the same note which he had snatched from Eleanor earlier.“Because of this” he shows Max the note and then waits until he finishes reading.‘I am ending my life because there is no one left in my life to live with. The Knights have made me suffer enough and I pray they suffer some day too. Kayden Knight is responsible for my decision of suicide. He has pushed me to the extremes where I don’t see any exit apart from death. I want him to be punished. He deserves no mercy. No mercy!! – Diana’Max's eyes widened in shock, pupils dilating as he lifted his gaze to meet Kayden's intense stare. The dim light in the room cast shadows, emphasizing the gravity of the situation."This is Diana's suicide note. Why are you showi
"Don't lie to me," Kayden scowled at Adam Watson behind the closed room's walls. Ever since Eleanor Watson went missing, he hadn't let Adam out of his sight. "Tell me where she is, Watson. If I find out you have done this purposely to hurt our reputation, then...""I haven't done anything," Adam snapped, defiance in his eyes. "And you're talking about your reputation? Nothing will happen to it because my daughter has eloped. People will point a finger at me, not you," he added with a bitter tone.Kayden took a step back, allowing Adam to finish his words, the tension palpable in the confined space."God knows what sins I have done that both of my daughters ditched me? First Patricia and now... Eleanor," Adam lamented, his voice heavy with despair.Kayden swallowed hard at the mention of Patricia's name, the past wounds reopening with the rawness of the present situation."For once... Once I see Eleanor again... I swear... I swear I will not leave her. I am going to punish her for stai