Chapter Seventy Three.

Elena's Pov.

I could not tell Katie what had happened, I had been so preoccupied with Lorenzo that I had completed disregarded the incident, but now that Lorenzo has gone back to the villa, I am left standing at the side of the road, leaning against Katie's car for support while she looks at me as though I am a child that needs a good scolding, but then again, maybe I did need a scolding.

Yes, the week with Lorenzo was the absolute best, with him being a doting house husband that takes care of my every whim,and some few sensous moments here and there, but it did not count to stop me from telling Katie that the attack had happened before. I closed my eyes willing this to go away, but when I opened it again, I was still staring at the vandalized gate, it had some lumps , giving the impression that someone had tried to give it a good pounding, with an instrument, probably a hammer, a large one, and also there were marks as that looked like someone had tried to use some tool to cut it open, the did not succeed, but that did not make the sight any better, my stomach churned at the thought that I was in danger, was this some kind of threat? was someone after my life and they just wanted to give me a clue?

My hands were trembling, we made our way inside, the house was untouched, the break-in had failed, I closed my eyes, I was at the brink of tears, I did not want to look at Katie, the guilt washing over me was too much.

Inside I slumped on the sofa, shoulders sagged, Rosette had once told me that the estate was safe, but now, the memory of the gate imprinted before me as though I was looking directly at it, I found it really hard to believe her. Katie was tapping her stiletto on the floor making a noise that told me she was running out of patience, I had to spill the beans, I sighed.

She was angry,but I feel reassured because she is here, I had decided that I was too tired to drive and asked her to drive me home, it turned out to be a very good decision, I did not know how I would have reacted of I came home to this, alone.

I raised my head and took a look at her, she was waiting for me to speak, but my mouth was dry and I was not sure if I could squeeze any word out of my constricted throat, the house was untouched, and the person had failed, I did not even know who it was, but I still felt unsafe, as if I had been threatened, but then again, I had been, indirectly. I sighed, for some unknown reason, I knew this was going to happen again, I felt it, but I could not help it.

"I am sorry, I forgot to tell you" I shut my eyes, waiting for her response.

Elena's Pov.

I could not tell Katie what had happened, I had been so preoccupied with Lorenzo that I had completed disregarded the incident, but now that Lorenzo has gone back to the villa, I am left standing at the side of the road, leaning against Katie's car for support while she looks at me as though I am a child that needs a good scolding, but then again, maybe I did need a scolding.

Yes, the week with Lorenzo was the absolute best, with him being a doting house husband that takes care of my every whim,and some few sensous moments here and there, but it did not count to stop me from telling Katie that the attack had happened before. I closed my eyes willing this to go away, but when I opened it again, I was still staring at the vandalized gate, it had some lumps , giving the impression that someone had tried to give it a good pounding, with an instrument, probably a hammer, a large one, and also there were marks as that looked like someone had tried to use some tool to cut it open, the did not succeed, but that did not make the sight any better, my stomach churned at the thought that I was in danger, was this some kind of threat? was someone after my life and they just wanted to give me a clue?

My hands were trembling, we made our way inside, the house was untouched, the break-in had failed, I closed my eyes, I was at the brink of tears, I did not want to look at Katie, the guilt washing over me was too much.

Inside I slumped on the sofa, shoulders sagged, Rosette had once told me that the estate was safe, but now, the memory of the gate imprinted before me as though I was looking directly at it, I found it really hard to believe her. Katie was tapping her stiletto on the floor making a noise that told me she was running out of patience, I had to spill the beans, I sighed.

She was angry,but I feel reassured because she is here, I had decided that I was too tired to drive and asked her to drive me home, it turned out to be a very good decision, I did not know how I would have reacted of I came home to this, alone.

I raised my head and took a look at her, she was waiting for me to speak, but my mouth was dry and I was not sure if I could squeeze any word out of my constricted throat, the house was untouched, and the person had failed, I did not even know who it was, but I still felt unsafe, as if I had been threatened, but then again, I had been, indirectly. I sighed, for some unknown reason, I knew this was going to happen again, I felt it, but I could not help it.

"I am sorry, I forgot to tell you" I shut my eyes, waiting for her response.

Elena's Pov.

I could not tell Katie what had happened, I had been so preoccupied with Lorenzo that I had completed disregarded the incident, but now that Lorenzo has gone back to the villa, I am left standing at the side of the road, leaning against Katie's car for support while she looks at me as though I am a child that needs a good scolding, but then again, maybe I did need a scolding.

Yes, the week with Lorenzo was the absolute best, with him being a doting house husband that takes care of my every whim,and some few sensous moments here and there, but it did not count to stop me from telling Katie that the attack had happened before. I closed my eyes willing this to go away, but when I opened it again, I was still staring at the vandalized gate, it had some lumps , giving the impression that someone had tried to give it a good pounding, with an instrument, probably a hammer, a large one, and also there were marks as that looked like someone had tried to use some tool to cut it open, the did not succeed, but that did not make the sight any better, my stomach churned at the thought that I was in danger, was this some kind of threat? was someone after my life and they just wanted to give me a clue?

My hands were trembling, we made our way inside, the house was untouched, the break-in had failed, I closed my eyes, I was at the brink of tears, I did not want to look at Katie, the guilt washing over me was too much.

Inside I slumped on the sofa, shoulders sagged, Rosette had once told me that the estate was safe, but now, the memory of the gate imprinted before me as though I was looking directly at it, I found it really hard to believe her. Katie was tapping her stiletto on the floor making a noise that told me she was running out of patience, I had to spill the beans, I sighed.

She was angry,but I feel reassured because she is here, I had decided that I was too tired to drive and asked her to drive me home, it turned out to be a very good decision, I did not know how I would have reacted of I came home to this, alone.

I raised my head and took a look at her, she was waiting for me to speak, but my mouth was dry and I was not sure if I could squeeze any word out of my constricted throat, the house was untouched, and the person had failed, I did not even know who it was, but I still felt unsafe, as if I had been threatened, but then again, I had been, indirectly. I sighed, for some unknown reason, I knew this was going to happen again, I felt it, but I could not help it.

"I am sorry, I forgot to tell you" I shut my eyes, waiting for her response.

Elena's Pov.

I could not tell Katie what had happened, I had been so preoccupied with Lorenzo that I had completed disregarded the incident, but now that Lorenzo has gone back to the villa, I am left standing at the side of the road, leaning against Katie's car for support while she looks at me as though I am a child that needs a good scolding, but then again, maybe I did need a scolding.

Yes, the week with Lorenzo was the absolute best, with him being a doting house husband that takes care of my every whim,and some few sensous moments here and there, but it did not count to stop me from telling Katie that the attack had happened before. I closed my eyes willing this to go away, but when I opened it again, I was still staring at the vandalized gate, it had some lumps , giving the impression that someone had tried to give it a good pounding, with an instrument, probably a hammer, a large one, and also there were marks as that looked like someone had tried to use some tool to cut it open, the did not succeed, but that did not make the sight any better, my stomach churned at the thought that I was in danger, was this some kind of threat? was someone after my life and they just wanted to give me a clue?

My hands were trembling, we made our way inside, the house was untouched, the break-in had failed, I closed my eyes, I was at the brink of tears, I did not want to look at Katie, the guilt washing over me was too much.

Inside I slumped on the sofa, shoulders sagged, Rosette had once told me that the estate was safe, but now, the memory of the gate imprinted before me as though I was looking directly at it, I found it really hard to believe her. Katie was tapping her stiletto on the floor making a noise that told me she was running out of patience, I had to spill the beans, I sighed.

She was angry,but I feel reassured because she is here, I had decided that I was too tired to drive and asked her to drive me home, it turned out to be a very good decision, I did not know how I would have reacted of I came home to this, alone.

I raised my head and took a look at her, she was waiting for me to speak, but my mouth was dry and I was not sure if I could squeeze any word out of my constricted throat, the house was untouched, and the person had failed, I did not even know who it was, but I still felt unsafe, as if I had been threatened, but then again, I had been, indirectly. I sighed, for some unknown reason, I knew this was going to happen again, I felt it, but I could not help it.

"I am sorry, I forgot to tell you" I shut my eyes, waiting for her response.

Elena's Pov.

I could not tell Katie what had happened, I had been so preoccupied with Lorenzo that I had completed disregarded the incident, but now that Lorenzo has gone back to the villa, I am left standing at the side of the road, leaning against Katie's car for support while she looks at me as though I am a child that needs a good scolding, but then again, maybe I did need a scolding.

Yes, the week with Lorenzo was the absolute best, with him being a doting house husband that takes care of my every whim,and some few sensous moments here and there, but it did not count to stop me from telling Katie that the attack had happened before. I closed my eyes willing this to go away, but when I opened it again, I was still staring at the vandalized gate, it had some lumps , giving the impression that someone had tried to give it a good pounding, with an instrument, probably a hammer, a large one, and also there were marks as that looked like someone had tried to use some tool to cut it open, the did not succeed, but that did not make the sight any better, my stomach churned at the thought that I was in danger, was this some kind of threat? was someone after my life and they just wanted to give me a clue?

My hands were trembling, we made our way inside, the house was untouched, the break-in had failed, I closed my eyes, I was at the brink of tears, I did not want to look at Katie, the guilt washing over me was too much.

Inside I slumped on the sofa, shoulders sagged, Rosette had once told me that the estate was safe, but now, the memory of the gate imprinted before me as though I was looking directly at it, I found it really hard to believe her. Katie was tapping her stiletto on the floor making a noise that told me she was running out of patience, I had to spill the beans, I sighed.

She was angry,but I feel reassured because she is here, I had decided that I was too tired to drive and asked her to drive me home, it turned out to be a very good decision, I did not know how I would have reacted of I came home to this, alone.

I raised my head and took a look at her, she was waiting for me to speak, but my mouth was dry and I was not sure if I could squeeze any word out of my constricted throat, the house was untouched, and the person had failed, I did not even know who it was, but I still felt unsafe, as if I had been threatened, but then again, I had been, indirectly. I sighed, for some unknown reason, I knew this was going to happen again, I felt it, but I could not help it.

"I am sorry, I forgot to tell you" I shut my eyes, waiting for her response.