Chapter 26: History

Wavy brown hair tied into a ponytail, big brown eyes, a striking heart-shaped face, full red lips, and ever-glowing skin.

This was Ela, much different from the image I’ve had of her in the last four years. This Ela looked sophisticated in her white shirt with the first two buttons undone, tucked into her red pencil skirt, and a pair of four-inch heels that made her flawless legs look longer, but she was Ela.

This couldn’t be real, could it? Ela was standing before me in the conference room. I blinked, and unlike those other times, she didn’t disappear.

She was real, and she was here.

She had been gone for four years, and now she was here.

Why was she here? My brain felt weak as it silently sought an answer but found none.

Ivory rose to her feet. “Is this a goddamn joke?” she demanded with furious eyes.

“Stop being dramatic, Ivory, and sit down,” Robb instructed, but she didn’t obey. Her eyes remained on Ela, who had stood unmoved in her position since her arrival.

“You knew who she wa