Caesar opened the door for Imela, and she stepped out with her umbrella. She was at the cemetery where they laid Elena to rest years ago. She thought about bringing Ocean along to finally see his great-grandmother's grave since she spoke about her often, but it wasn't time yet.She unfurled her umbrella and put it up to shield her from the scorching sun because she would be here for a while."Should I wait around, or will you call me when your time here is done?" Caesar asked as she walked down and towards Elena's grave."I will be here for a while," she replied, permitting him to leave until she reached out to him. The car drove away a minute later, and she came to the tombstone, which had Elena's information engraved on it.'Here lies Elena Barau, mother, grandmother, and friend. Rest in the bosom of the Lord.' and underneath the writing were her birth and death dates.She set the rose flower on the grave and stared at it.Four years had gone by since she watched her die, and it st

I exited the car and shut the door, staring at the eleven-story building before me and wondering if I was supposed to be here. This was the address on Imela's contact list, and the Google Maps directions brought me here. It had to be it.The address said the company's floors were the seventh and eighth, depending on the client's needs. Information on services provided and general needs, as well as the staff floor, was on the seventh, while the executives and conference room were on the eighth. However, the clients only went to the eighth floor by appointment or invitation, and here I was without an invitation or appointment, wanting to get up there.I could have called, but I knew I wouldn't know what to say. I could have sent an email, but I didn't want to. Besides, I was much more efficient in face-to-face conversations. Hopefully, she doesn't kick me out.I got into the elevator and counted the seconds while thinking of what to say as soon as I got down.The elevator arrived at the

There was someone in Ela's life that made her happy, and it wasn't me. That felt wrong.Panic flickered in her eyes as I asked that question, and she shook her head.I frowned at her, not appreciating her lying tactics, especially when she was a terrible liar. "What do you know, Cecil?"She shook her head. "I am sorry. I disagreed with her about it, so I decided to stay out of it."I stepped over to her and took her by the wrist, making her look into my eyes in panic. "Stay out of what? Do you know where Ela is?" I demanded.She nodded weakly. "I didn't think she would. It was foolish even to think." She rambled on, but I wasn't interested in anything else she had to say."Where is she? Speak goddamn it!" I snapped, grabbing her by the shoulders and shaking her violently.She looked terrified, and I didn't know if it was of me or of the truth she knew."She is with your brother." She answered and covered her mouth in remorse.At her words, I felt as if a dagger had pierced my heart, a

Despite the economic situation, the Plane Enterprise anniversary night was still a grand one, with guests coming from all over the country to celebrate the day. It was the fiftieth anniversary, the golden jubilee, and everyone knew what that meant. Ivory wanted to make a statement, and since taking over the supervision of the day, she has kept to her word. This was it and more; no detail was left untouched. From the venue chosen to the decoration of the arena and the bands to play, it all screamed perfection. It also screamed money; we didn’t have the luxury to spend in excess, but I didn’t want to dabble into that now. Ivory would only assume I was overreacting and tell him Ela was on the path to returning Air Plane Enterprise to its formal glory. This, she also said, would help restore the image of the company in the eyes of partners and competitors. How she ran the company along with Robert and didn’t run it into the ground was still a mystery to me. We will be in the news for week

With a longing look, Cecil watched as Gwyneth McGee walked away from us, but the older woman seemed so offended at the rude interruption that Cecil couldn’t call to her.Ela whispered something into her partner’s ear, and he chuckled richly and shook his head in response. Cecil didn’t like that because her teeth gritted, and she turned her attention to Ela and the man Gwyneth had just called Mr. Martinez, but before she could speak, I did.“Ms. Garcia, it’s so nice to have you here. I am glad you honoured the invitation,” I said, holding a smile on my face in hopes of diffusing the tension that had already built.I'd never seen Cecil so frustrated since we got together, and it was best to make sure things didn't escalate.“The pleasure is mine. This is a lovely event,” she answered.It wasn’t even in the top ten among the lovely events I have attended, but I didn’t say anything to counter. “Oh, you’re so nice,” I said instead.“Oliver, please meet Fermín Martinez, my boyfriend.” She i