The CEO’ s second choice novel Chapter 46

　　Elena

　　Mirabelle refuses to even speak with me after what happened at the Summer Fable and I decided not to push it. She would forgive my outburst sooner or later. We are currently on our private jet to visit my sister in Paris. Sebastian would be working this side as well as it was his biannual visit to Dumont Enterprises this side. I haven’t seen Eliana since my wedding and truth be told; I miss the prim and proper Wiltshire twin and could not wait to see her! A few hours later, we land and make our way to Sebastian’s villa in the French countryside. We would go sightseeing later on and I could not wait!

　　Sebastian’s cell phone beeps, indicating an incoming call, and I immediately tune out. This would be his work for some reason or another. They always seem to need him. I guess that’s the life of a CEO.

　　I was a complete and utter ball of jetlagged excitement, nearly bouncing off the vehicle walls. Not only would I be visiting my sister for a week, but the following week I would be starting at Exeter! Was my life coming together or what?! I have been keeping in touch with Anabelle as well and her marriage is, unfortunately, a-go for next April. I felt sorry for my best friend because she was the one losing her identity in her arranged marriage. Not to mention that her mother wants her to drop out of uni before the marriage so she could focus on her social life and being a wife to Thomas.

　　That is the only part of the heiress life that I despise duty.

　　After we arrived at the villa, Sebastian had a lay-down for an hour or two alongside me, then we were off again. I couldn’t sleep properly because I was so excited at the prospect of seeing my sister again after so long. As soon as we get to their mansion, I spot my sister on the front steps, waiting for us. “Wow, she looks different,” Sebastian remarks, and I see what he means. Eliana looked… happier and her body language wasn’t as poised as it used to be in London. The car didn’t even come to a proper halt before I shot out and ran to greet her, much to my husband’s chagrin.

　　“Eliana!” I call and see the tears in her eyes as well, before wrapping her in a hug. She smelled so familiar and like home! “Elena, oh I’ve missed you!” she exclaims, and I feel her tears as they hit my shoulder. We broke our hug and looked at one another. “You look as beautiful as ever, Eliana,” I start, “and happy, you look so happy!” She giggles through her tears and wipes mine away while shaking her head. “You were always the natural beauty and being married to Sebastian seems to have brought that out more.” She says and looks at my husband, sighing. “Hello, Sebastian,” she says with a smile and he wraps her in a hug as well, something I think she was not expecting.

　　She looks up at him with wide eyes and he chuckles. “I don’t hate you, Eliana. You followed your happiness and I could never fault you for that, even if your happiness lay with my uncle.” He says and this seems to turn her tears into sprinklers because she wailed! Oh, Eliana, was the guilt truly eating at you all this time? I watch the former lovers as they hold one another and feel the tears run down my cheeks as well.