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Dec 1st, 2013.In Sydney, Australia.Elena and Cameroon’s wedding day.It had been a long four months of wedding planning for Elena. Susan was going all out, helping her daughter plan the perfect wedding. The food, guest list, dresses, and all. But Susan wasn’t the only one, her friends too were helping. Every step of the way. All hands on deck. They had only four months to plan the perfect Billionaire wedding. But one thing everyone all agreed on from the start, was the location of the wedding.They were having it on Elena’s yacht.It had to be. It was the perfect location. Within that four months, Elena had gone house shopping with her soon-to-be husband, Cameroon and they had found the perfect home.It was a six-bedroom bi-level home. And Elena fell in love with it.It was the perfect fit. They had found out they were having triplets and so they needed a big home.The house was spread on a wide acre of Land. But some
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On Monday, October 12th at 6.000am in Ontario Canada, Elena’s alarm went off for the morning.She hit the snooze button for ten minutes as was her custom every day. She did this three times in a row before finally getting out of bed. One time her roommate had asked why she didn’t set the alarm thirty minutes later. And even though she had given it a little thought, she had shrugged it off and thought, What’s the fun in that!Elena had always felt like she needed a gentle awakening to get up into her ordinary and lonely day. And true to her predictions, her day was sometimes ordinary. And lonely.You see, she had always been a lone ranger, and she enjoyed her own company. Being by herself always made it possible for her to enjoy ecstasy. Her kind of ecstasy led to an all-time high that only those who experienced it would understand. A kind of high where she transferred to the stars and the moon was her lunchroom. Being alone was her escape route, an escape she needed to
The twins as Elena liked to call them, were Alexis and Cassandra. Alexis was born one minute before Cassandra, and two minutes later, Elena was born. The twins were identical in looks and interests. They were different from their sister. Both in looks and in the way they behaved. When the girls were fourteen years old, while Elena lay at the hospital bed, Alexis had gone shopping with some friends from school when she ran into a top model scout, Edward Jones. He took a keen interest in her and invited her to audition. And as it turned out, she had the talent and the body of a model, her walk was great except for a few mistakes which training corrected. She got the job as a lingerie model and it didn’t take much time for her to climb the ladder to become a top model associated with major brands.Cassandra had gone with Alexis for her auditioning, she had made an outfit for Alexis to wear that day, this was an opportunity she saw and she wasn’t letting go, Cassandra had
Elena watched for a while as her mother’s car pulled out of the driveway, she had made it through the entire night and could not wait to get into bed. She was very tired and her day had turned out okay. Much better than she expected it to be. It was so far, the best birthday she had ever had.She was damned tired. She walked away from the living area to the kitchen area and turned on the tap for a glass of water. Glass of water in hand, she strolled into her bedroom and dropped to the bed. She rolled over, took a sip of the water, and set the glass by her bedside table. She rolled back into the bed, her dinner clothes still on and within minutes she was drawn away to dreamland.And then, she saw him again! He, the beautiful stranger who had come to her dream one year ago, whom she had connected with like a magnet, whom she knew was a missing part of her, her soulmate.Elena had felt his gaze piercing through her soul, his heart calling her to him. He
On Tuesday morning, October 13th at exactly 6.00 am, Elena’s bedside alarm went off as it did every morning. But on that particular occasion, she did not practice her custom of letting it snooze for ten minutes, three times in a row. She jumped out of sleep and turned it off immediately to allow her to lay back in bed and reminisce about the night and dream she had. She lay in bed, alone in her thoughts as her mind ran through her just-concluded dream. The beautiful stranger had come to her dream again and he had left a part of him in her; his seed and she had left a part of her with him as well. Her hand went to her tummy as if to check for growing seed. Elena was lost in her thoughts. She
The quest to find the stranger in Elena’s dreams had begun. All she had to help her with this search was the image of his beautiful body imprinted in her heart and head; she used these to try putting a sketch together on paper. A sketch of her soulmate. Elena was an artist, or close to it. She could draw and paint very well. She had started as a young child in her hospital room, using pencils, paints, and crayons to develop her motor skills. Most of her early childhood days were spent at the hospital and these activities were the things she engaged in when she was not busy being too sick. And she enjoyed them. painting helped her express herself and her mother had hoped she would turn out to be the next great artist of her time. Her mother, Caroline had somehow hoped to see Elena grow into a spectacular artist with her work being displayed at museums. She had watched her daughter sketch, draw and paint many times; different things she saw at
Elena was fourteen years old the first time she realized her abilities. It was a cold Sunday afternoon, December 1st, the year 2013. Elena had lain in her very comfortable bed at the provincial children’s hospital with Caroline by her side. Caroline had gotten some terrible news from the doctor about her daughter’s condition that afternoon, it had to do with the fact that her daughter was not progressing or responding to treatments as the doctors had expected her to. So. Caroline had come into her daughter’s room with tears in her eyes, she was tired and her shoulders were downcast. She looked like she was about to cry but she held back her tears; she wanted to be strong for her daughter. She did not walk to Elena’s bed but instead stood by the window looking out towards the parking lot, her arm across her chest and the other on her face. “what is it, mummy?” Elena had asked in her faint voice. “Nothing honey. Go back to sleep” Caroline said a