All Chapters of Meant to Be... Yours: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Ella sat there thinking how lucky she was. Her life had been a nightmare, but she had some angels watching over her. Hank was Tom’s eldest brother and also used to work for her father, and when his brother sought a way out of the business he took up the courage and followed suit. He was amiable, patient and dutiful, although these may be true

The doctor came a second time to check Ella's ankle and it was practically healed releasing her from bed rest. She walked already with a slight limp and at least for now she had more freedom to move around and Justin wouldn't oppose her going home. It was around eleven in the evening and Elsie had retreated to her quarters. Ella was in her bedroom waiting for him to get home and in the last few days, since the night he had the nightmare, he seemed to be avoiding her at all costs, and it unnerved her. He would leave early in the morning and come back late at night. She had to talk to him and make him understand she could go home, what was the point in

Justin came out of the bathroom to an empty room, and he looked at the mussed sheets where still lingered a mixture of their perfume and sex. He got back in bed and covered his eyes with his forearm. No! It wasn’t only sex to what happened in there. What was wrong with him? She came to soothe him willing to drive his demons away and gave herself up to him to make him whole again. And what did he do? He behaved like an asshole. He saw the hurt in Ella’s eyes, and he was sure he would pay the price. Justin was sick and tired of living behind a ghost, Claire’s ghost, and Ella confused him as much as Claire.

“Calm down, honey. Tell me what happened,” listening to his calm and gentle voice soothed her like a balm.“Someone broke into my house, and they were looking for something, but I have no clue what they wanted. You need to see, Hank, they put my house down…” she paused drawin

A few minutes later Ella started moving missing the warmth of Justin's body close to hers and slowly she opened her eyes looking around. She touched the bed and it was still warm from his body heat, probably, he had just left the bed.“Justin,” she called him still sleepy. “Justin!”