Chapter 157: The thorns in the roses

I DROVE AS FAST AS I COULD TO SAN MARTIN. Having talked to Ambrose, more than a million things were up and down my head.

There was something about the thorns and the roses that kept me thinking in reference to me and Adam.

My eyes looked down at the bracelets on my hands as I stepped on the break stopping at the traffic lights.

I may have thought I was received these from a wedding but I knew so well it was the so called secret admirer who's been obsessing over me for the past years that got them for me.

He knows absolutely everything about me down to my favourite salad. I know it's cheap for a celebrity like me but it just came off as scary for someone else other than Adam to know so much like that about me.

Not even Ambrose knew my favourite colour and ever since we drank wine together, I can confidently write his name in my good books.

No one deserves to know that much about me but Adam. Absolutely no one.

I hurriedly took off the bracelets and threw them in my bag.

Ambrose was right. The thorns were trying their best to be exposed and I wasn't going to allow that to happen. Whoever this person was, sending me anonymous gifts claiming to be my secret admirer was a thorn coming between me and Adam and had to be gotten rid of.

Enough was enough.

I sat back in my chair and breathed deeply, realising how freeing that was.

"Phew..." I sighed and rubbed my forehead quickly noticing the scar on my palm. I sat back up and examines my hand, remembering how I got my scar.

I was in a garden with someone who looks like a renowned prince as Adam told me earlier from a photo of Irridessa's family. He was her fiancé which was why he wouldn't be the one I was looking for.

Anywho, I was in a garden with someone strange and we had a moment and I wanted to remember him. Reasons behind it I have no idea.

My fingers quickly ran across my lips and I swear my cells could remember every second of that kiss. Every inch of that castle, I could vividly remember as though it was only yesterday.

I sighed again....remembering Lauren's words. Someone had left their number in the hospital and was the one that had checked me in after apparently recovering me from Adam's cottage out of town, which until today I know was untrue.

I remember how we tried to call and they said it doesn't exist when she claimed to have talked to whoever owned the phone, on the same line.! Suspicious? Yes if you ask me, but I wasn't letting it get most of me. Not anymore!

I quickly took my phone and deleted that number and all hospital records attached to it. I had to let go of my past and be who I was supposed to be.A wonderful girlfriend to Adam.

I peeped through the window and the moment the lights turned green, I smiled and stepped on the gas pedal, allowing the car to accelerate.

From a young age, and though my mother's experience, I've always known love was a tough road. It was many things but sadly safe wasn't one of them.

You always had to put your life on the line, to be recognised, to be adored and to be understood.

Even in the little time I had with her, I could see my mother fight just to get my father's attention even though I knew nothing about him.

She lost herself in wanting and yearning for his attention that she abandoned me and asked my aunt to sign me to a vulgar company when I grow up.

Very sick!

She thought she was doing what she knew was beat for me but she wasn't. She was ruining me and she succeeded. I was ruined. The world looks at me and sees a lucky girl who's got everything in her power to change the world and make it spin on its axis at her command.

They all looked at me and saw a goddess on earth!

The only thing they didn't see, were my years embedded in the glitter on my face. They couldn't see the pain and dark eyes hidden behind the eye shadow I was wearing.

They never saw my pain just an illusion of my joy which I wanted them to see.

To the look of things, it was working!

I'd played the pretend game for so long that I forgot who I really was.

I masked myself for years like Ambrose put it, the spell was finally broken and the real nature of things was unravelling.

So much for Cinderella!!

But it was finally time to walk out of it and I was going to do it bravely. Showing off the confident person that I was.

"Satisfying indeed....." I smiled after stepping on the break while pressing the horn outside of the gate.

I got in and suddenly my phone vibrated in my pocket. Having packed the car in the garage, I walked to the house while looking at my phone to see what was going on.

Knowing myself, I was expecting me to gasp, or worst, faint at what I just saw. A picture of me, at one of Victoria secret's shoot for their new underwear probably about two years ago.

I was standing on the porch and looking at a distance when the picture was being taken. The underwear sure was beautiful but wasn't the topic of discussion.

My ribs were so exposed and gosh I looked terrible like a pure anorexic who hadn't eaten in months.

The side view couldn't hide my prominent cheek bones nor could it conceal my thin legs and hands making me look like bones covered in skin.

My eyes wondered on the tag that was written above my head. 'Eat something....'

Unexpectedly, I just smiled and shoved it in my pocket wondering where this picture even came from but as soon as I opened the door, all that disappeared.

My eyes clicked the moment I looked into the house and flashed with amusement.

"Woowwww.... " I gasped as I took tiny steps and walked into the house admiring the beauty at every turn.

"You're home.....!!!" the voice I did not expect to hear echoed in my ears and I rampaged through the air to be sure of the owner.

The moment my eyes landed in his, I knew for sure I'd never get it wrong.

Never!

"Adam!!!" I managed to squeak before his hands found their way around me, wrapping me close to him.

"When did you come??? I was actually planning on making a surprise dinner for you....I was just about to...."

"Eleanor.....snap out of it.....!!!"

My brain stopped immediately.

"Lauren????" I asked and quickly pushed her away. "What's going on???"

"You're one to ask....." she snapped at me and rolled her eyes as she walked around the house, continuing with the decorations.

"Argh!" I screamed and threw my but on the couch after the realisation of me hallucinating!

"Get your ass off the couch and we can finish decorating the house. Adam won't be in until another hour or so....." she threw an apron at me and walked to the kitchen.

"You can work on the salad...."