Bound to my Enemy novel Chapter 45

Chapter 45: Chapter 45.

Zane’s POV

She’s asleep in the chair beside the bed when they finally clear me for discharge.

Curled slightly to one side, her shoes are kicked off and wedding dress pooled around her. Her arms are crossed even in sleep, like she doesn’t fully trust where she’s resting. Her head is tilted forward, chin tucked, her long lashes resting against her cheeks.

She looks smaller in this position.

I clear my throat loudly in an effort to wake her up, she only stirs but doesn’t wake.

"Elaine."

Nothing.

I tap the arm of the chair with my knuckles. "Wake up little spitfire. We’re leaving." I called her that name once because it fits she’s a spit fire and she’s so little compared to me so... it kinda fit but hearing her say she doesn’t like the name is the major reason I’m going to only be calling her that moving forward.

Her eyes open immediately.

She’s awake and alert in a single second, spine straightening as she looks around, then up at me. The sharpness in her gaze tells me she hasn’t forgotten where she is or why.

"Already?" she asks.

"Yes."

She glances at the IV stand beside the bed, then back at me. "You’re not dead. Congratulations."

"Disappointed?"

She shrugs. "Mildly."

She stands, a little stiff, smoothing the front of her dress with quick, irritated movements. There’s a crease along the waist where she must’ve been sitting awkwardly. She doesn’t bother fixing it properly.

"Your brothers left," I tell her as I swing my legs over the side of the bed.

Her mouth tightens. "I know."

The nurse returns with paperwork, an excuse already prepared for the press about why the reception was canceled..... just a reaction to medication we lied. A minor scare, nothing to see here.

Elaine doesn’t say a word. She signs where they tell her to sign without reading anything. The pen scratching harder than necessary.

When we finally leave the ward, she walks a step ahead of me, shoulders squared, chin up, nott t looking back , not waiting.

Fine.

The driver is already outside.

Elaine reaches for the door automatically, then hesitates.

She remembers.

I see it in the way her hand pauses midair.

She’s married now.

She turns slowly and looks at me. "We’re going to...?"

"My house," I say.

Her jaw flexes. "Right."

She gets in without another word.

The door shuts and the car pulls away from the hospital curb.

Silence fills the space immediately.

She stares out the window, arms folded, knee bouncing once before she physically forces it still by placing a hand on ti. The city blurs past, lights smearing across the glass. Her reflection looks angry, tired and beautiful in a way that’s going to be a problem if I let it, even though her wedding makeup is all smeared from sleep and today’s stres

I don’t speak.

I don’t need to.

If she thinks the silence will bother me, she’s wrong, Silence is a tool for me, I use it in negotiations, In hostile meetings, and even in other areas of my endeavors if you get what I mean.

She shifts after five minutes.

I glance at her then. "Do you feel accomplished." 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

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