Chapter 40: Disappointed

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Nevaeh didn't know why she left the table and hurried to the room even though she wasn't full, and her actions might upset him, but she couldn't take it anymore. She couldn't take one more bite of that food. She couldn't allow him to continue touching her or feeding her, especially after that message from her father. Her stomach churned badly, she feared she might throw up.

"Nevaeh." She slapped her cheeks to pull herself together. She picked up her phone and her hand quavered as she read the message again.

Elle has truly been located, but why wasn't she excited as she should be? Why was she feeling nervous and...sad? 

This was her chance to leave and return back to her life, back to Francis, but her heart...it was racing and clenching hard in pain. What was happening to her? She shouldn't be feeling this way. 

She took a seat in front of the mirror and stared at the girl reflecting back at her. The girl she saw didn't look like her. This wasn't her. She has changed.

Her eyes fell on her lips and she remembered how he had gently wiped it with his hand while he fed her. She could remember the way he looked at her, like he was swooned by her, and she was all that mattered to him, and his world revolved around her.

She slapped her cheeks again on both sides to compose herself. "Nevaeh, please get a grip over yourself." She chided. 

"This isn't your home. You don't belong here." She told herself, but her eyes welled with tears at those words. Something was definitely wrong with her. Why was she crying? She has completely lost her mind. Funny how she has to remind herself of her status. It wasn't supposed to be so. She had gone there with a defined status of a substitute, but now? She didn't know.

She couldn't describe the way she felt, and she didn't even know why she felt the way she did. But one thing she knew was that, she was weak and she was highly disappointed in herself for being so. She was weak around him and everything that pertained to him.

She contemplated dialling her father's number but before she could, her phone rang. It was her mother.

She slowly raised the phone to her ear as she answered. "Hello mother."

"Nevaeh, my love. How are you? Have you been fine? I'm sorry I haven't called. I've been so ashamed of myself." Her voice reeked of concern but Nevaeh doubted there was any sincerity in her words. She didn't sound this way when she sent her there.

"I'm fine." She curtly replied. She heard her mother sigh as if she knew of her resentment towards her.

"Vae, mother is sorry. I'm truly sorry for being so selfish. I regret my actions everyday. Your father hates me for it, and I hate myself for being inconsiderate towards you." She sincerely apologized. "But don't you worry anymore. Your father has traced the IP address you sent, and has gone to get Elle. She'll be back and you can leave soon, okay?"

'Leave?' Nevaeh didn't know why, but the sound of that word felt like a thousand needles had pricked her heart.

"Mother-" She softly called, piquing her mother's attention. "Something... something is happening to me." Her voice trembled as she said those words.

Mrs Steele panicked when she heard her voice. "What is it? Did he do something to you?"

Do something to her? He hasn't just done something to her. He has done a lot of things to her.

Nevaeh searched her mind to find the right answer to her mother's question, but she couldn't seem to find any. All she could say was, "I'm confused, and I think I'm losing myself." Tears streamed down her cheek. Mrs Steele let out a knowing sigh when she heard her. 

Nevaeh wasn't a complicated child. She was the sweetest child any mother would pray for. Her emotions has always been simple and transparent. She was so easy to sway and please, and as a mother she had feared people would take advantage of her, but the girl had managed herself well. While raising Elle and Nevaeh, this has always been the clear difference between both children.

"Nevaeh, he's your sister's husband." She told him and that brought more tears to Nevaeh's eyes. She knew that. She was aware he belonged to Elle, and she was only a substitute. She had been clear of this, but something seems to have changed in her. Something in her wanted more.

"Mom-" Nevaeh didn't know why she was crying this hard but it worsened when she heard her mother sobbed with her.

"I'm sorry for putting you in such a position." Her mother apologized. "I promise to get you out of there as soon as possible. Everything will be fine as soon as you're back." She said in a convincing tone.

But would it be that simple? Nevaeh didn't know. Maybe it would. Maybe if she left, whatever spell has been cast on her would be broken and all these feelings would go away.

She jerked to her feet when the door suddenly opened and he stepped into the room. Her heart skipped when she fell under his observant eyes. She slipped her phone behind her.

"What happened? Why are you crying?" He asked as he hurried over to her. Concern and worry hovering in his voice and eyes.

"Nothing." She shook her head and walked away from the table while her eyes avoided his gaze. 

Dale paused as his narrowed eyes followed her to the other side of the bed.

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"You left without finishing your food. Did I do something wrong?" 

Do something wrong? She chuckled in her mind. He didn't do anything wrong. As a matter of fact she didn't think he was capable of that. Or maybe she could fault him for making her feel this way – Feeling this confused and scared.

A bitter smile crossed her lips as she shook her head. "You did nothing wrong."

If anyone was wrong, it was her. She was the one who had deceitfully come into his house. He had shown her nothing but love and care, while she deceived him. Pretending to be his wife when she was not.

"Then why did you leave? Why are you crying" He asked. Nevaeh could see the anxiety that twirled in his eyes.

She felt a pound of guilt hit her chest as she stared into his transparent and sincere eyes. Her lips quivered as she shook her head, trying to prevent her tears from falling.

"I'm sorry." She apologized, but a tear rolled down her face.

Dale panicked when he saw her in tears. He took a step towards her, but Nevaeh raised her hand to stop him. "Please don't." His brows creased as he stared at her in surprise.

"I.. I" She stuttered but before the could coordinate her thoughts he was already walking towards her. She tried stopping him again, but he was now standing in front of her, his hands cupping her cheeks. 

"What happened, my love? What makes you so?" He lifted her face up, and stared into her eyes. "Talk to me, please."

Nevaeh fixed her tearful eyes at his imploring ones while his thumb wiped her tears away. "What would you do, if you discover I'm a lie?" 

She watched as he paused his hand and simply stared at her. Her heart pounded heavily as she regretted asking such a question. But she wanted to hear his answer. Would he hate her? Hurt her?

"You can never be a lie, Elleanor." He replied.

'Elleanor.' Wasn't that the lie? A bitter smile crossed her lips as she sadly nodded at him, but he continued.

"You can never be a lie, because I've waited for you and yearned for you. And they must be torturing me by changing something in you, but I know you're the one I've been waiting for."

Waiting? He was using that word again. And who were 'they'? She wasn't understanding his words again. He always had a way of making her confused.

"You speak in riddles, Dale." She said.

"Because they are better than the outright answers you seek. I don't want you hate me for what I've done and become."

Hate him? Why would she hate him? Was he by chance referring to the rumours about him? 

She stiffened when he lowered himself and kissed the remnant of tears on her face. "I promised myself never to make you cry again. So please don't. Seeing you this way breaks my heart." He whispered into her ears before dropping feathery kisses on her face till he reached her lips.

"Da-le." She whispered as her body slowly began to feel excited by his kisses.

"Engel. Call me Engel." He said again her lips before claiming them with his. That enchanting and seductive voice of his was all it took to make her head spin.

Nevaeh's heart skipped as he sensuously slaved her lips to the torturous pleasure of his lips. Her hand subconsciously went around his waist as she pulled herself closer to him, losing herself in the sweet delight of his mouth. Alarm bells rang in her head, but the dark abyss of pleasure overshadowed her rationality as she let him do as he pleased with her. His hands left her cheek and snaked around her waist, pressing her against his firm chest.

She moaned when he gently bit her lips and took advantage of it, by slipping his tongue into hers, exploring the entirety of her mouth as they tongue danced together. 

Nevaeh hissed when he pulled away. She bit her parted lips as her hooded eyes stared at him, the sound of their bated breath and beating heart filled the room. Her hunger for him was getting high and she felt she might explode if she wasn't fed. Her body burned with heat and her breathing was fast and heavy.

"Engel." She gently called him and before she could say another word, she felt a gush of wind blow against her body and the next second she was pressed against the wall, with his eyes sensously staring down at her.

"Damn it.." He cussed as he ferociously claimed her lips again. 

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