Please Come Back, My Love novel Chapter 107

Chapter 107-

Elena: POV

Where do I go?

Then it hit me.

Florida.

Mom was in Florida. She’d moved there two weeks ago. Said she needed a fresh start. Warm weather. A Nittle house by the beach.

She’d understand. She always did.

I could tell her I needed a vacation. Some time to clear my head. She wouldn’t ask questions. Wouldn’t judge.

She’d just… hold me.

The way she did when I was little. When I scraped my knee. When other kids made fun of my secondhand clothes.

Mom will know what to do.

I grabbed my phone. Started searching for flights.

I could make it. If I left now.

My finger hovered over “Purchase.”

Then I heard it.

Footsteps.

Outside. On the gravel driveway.

I froze.

Someone’s out there.

I crept to the window. Pulled back the curtain just a crack.

A dark figure. Standing near the gate. Cigarette glowing orange in the darkness.

Julian’s security.

Of course. He’d said it himself three days ago. I’ve arranged protection for you.”

At the time, I’d thought it was sweet. Protective.

Now felt like a cage.

I looked down at my phone. At the flight booking page.

How do I get past them?

I spent the next hour planning.

The villa had multiple exits. Front door. Kitchen door. The side entrance near the garden.

Security would be watching the main gate. Maybe the driveway.

But they wouldn’t expect me to leave at four in the morning.

They’d think I was asleep. Grieving. Broken.

Good.

I changed into dark clothes, Black leggings. Oversized hoodie. Sneakers.

Stuffed cash into my pockets. Three hundred dollars Id been saving. Just in case.

Just in case of this.

I looked around the master bedroom one last time.

Moved quickly across the lawn.

The side gate. That was my target. It led to the neighbors property. Abandoned house. No one lived there.

From there, I could cut through to the main road.

I was almost at the side gate when-

“Mrs. Sterling?”

Fuck.

A flashlight beam hit my face. Blinding.

I stumbled. Shielded my eyes.

The patrol guard. Younger than I expected. Maybe twenty-five. Concerned expression.

“Mrs. Sterling, are you alright? It’s four in the morning-”

Think. Think fast.

1-I couldn’t sleep. I made my voice shake. I just needed some air. The baby-” I touched my stomach. “All the stress. The doctor said walking helps.”

He hesitated. Radio in hand.

‘Does Mr. Sterling know you’re out here?”

“He’s not here. True. And I’m just walking in my own yard. Also true. Technically.

The guard shifted. Uncomfortable.

Lahodd really call this

Please don't. I stepped closer. Let tears fill my eyes-not hard, given everything. “He’ll just worry. I’m fine. Really. I just-I’ve been cooped up in that house for days. I feel like I’m suffocating.