0.1 | No Exit from Deception ?

0.61 | A Resignation To Not To See My Bae

Mrs Warner stood behind her. She could decipher the redness on Elizabeth's face. Before the girl could open her mouth, Mrs Warner said, "I tried to stop him. But he was resolute. I'm sorry El, I couldn't do anything for you."

Elizabeth grabbed the man's phone and dialed his number over and over again and heard the speaker say, please leave a voice message behind. Her mouth produced different types of intrusive sounds ─ everything popped out of the dilemma that gnawed her brain. "He can't leave his job. He loved to work."

Mrs Warner cupped her face slightly while she kept on chanting. "El, I'd advise you to forget about him. If he really harbored some genuine feelings for you, he wouldn't be abandoning you. Despite my constant persuasion to change his decision, he just left us."

Elizabeth's words landed like a tight slap on the elder's face, "Did you have to be that honest?"

"Go to your room," Still, Mrs Warner ordered with a tight expression.

Elizabeth pivoted on her heels impetuously and made her way outside. The sky, too, didn't look any happy with his decision. It was going to rain today. She quickened up her pace with determination this whole mile's distance and reached the sky-high gate that marked the dividing line of her ruptured aloofness and her merry reconcilement with her love. One of the security guards came out of his cubicle and bowed down. "Ma'am, should I arrange a car?"

He might have asked it because Elizabeth, in a true sense, perspired from everywhere.

She didn't speak a word, instead stepped up through the narrow door of his room to walk out through another door which leads her to the world beyond the mansion.

The mutton-chopped beard got suspicious of her demeanor and informed the head of their department quickly about her condition.

Elizabeth flagged down a taxi and jumped in. As soon as she got to his place, it started to drizzle. She clambered down, fighting against the resistance of her eyes to close as the rain started to pour down. "Joseph! Joseph!"

She banged on the steel gate of his.

"Joseph! Let me get through!" she shouted, craning her neck to see him through the glass window of his sitting room. Unfortunately, it was covered. "I know you are here!"

Her teary eyes were not shifting from the structure of his house. In utter disbelief, she hit her feet on the gate. "Don't hide from me, Joseph! Why did you fucking resign from there? Joseph, you can't leave me! Please, I beg you to stay . . ."

Her voice trailed off. She began to take her pitch a notch higher, given the heavy pounding of rain might absorb the sound of her feminine throat. "Joseph! If you are hating me because I'm Elizabeth. I'm truly sorry for that. Just see me for once, and I will promise to spend the rest of my life with you. I'll leave that fucking mansion behind. Please! Don't judge me because I belong to that household. Joseph, haven't you seen the changes in me? I'm not a selfish person anymore. I love you, Joseph! Please come out and make me yours."

The circumstances had sucked out all the joys that should have come with the bright news of her reunion with her family.

She rubbed her running nose on the jacket's sleeve and continued, "If you have lost your family, I too have lost the touch of my mother in all these years. Joseph, if you still think I'm responsible for your father and brother's death, then please punish me by resorting to some other severe way. Don't boycott me ─ I literally have no one whom I've ever loved so much."

Suddenly, Sarah opened her door. Her face turned blue when she saw Elizabeth lying near his entrance. Sarah stepped in the rain and dropped to her knees as she hugged Elizabeth ─ touching her wet gauge. "Elizabeth, don't hurt yourself."