
Eli’s eyes landed on the green emerald pendant that sat in a corner of the magnificent Bijou Royale.
Today was his wife's birthday and also their two year wedding anniversary.
“Please can I know how much that emerald necklace is?” Eli asked nicely as he pointed at that one necklace he was certain his wife was going to love.
“Not to be rude Sir, but that necklace isn't something you can afford and I advise you to go for something cheaper.” The attendee responded, her voice filled with contempt and disgust as she looked at the man in front of her.
What was he thinking, that this was some sort of thrift shop he could walk into and pick anything he wanted. She wasn't even sure he could afford thrift with the way he looked.
Eli bent to look at his outfit, wondering if he really looked that bad, he had spent hours looking for a cloth that wouldn't give his poor background away, he couldn't believe that she was able to tell by merely glancing at him.
“Can I atleast know the price?” He continued, not willing to give up.
Naturally he wouldn't have dreamt of coming to this place or ask for that necklace, but he had spent years saving for this day and really wanted this for his wife, he had not been able to celebrate his wife properly the previous year and had gotten her something cheap, despite having said she didn't mind, he knew she was lying and swore to make it up to her every year forward even if meant working triple and save more before this day.
“You can go ask the cashier over there, I am sure she would be willing to tell you the price.” The attendee finally answered before scoffing and walking away.
“All these poor people looking for where to get charity.” Eli heard her whisper under her breath.
“Excuse me Miss.”
The cashier lifted her head from the document she was reading, a bright smile on her face, the smile immediately fell, when she saw the man in front of her, what could he possibly want.
“How may I help you?” ….Her voice thick with disgust.
“I was wondering the price of that Emerald necklace.” Eli responded immediately, pointing to the necklace, not minding the look she was giving him.
“It's not something you can afford sir, and not only that necklace, but everything in this store.” The cashier responded before bending over her documents, completely ignoring the man in front of her.
“Can I know the price, I just might be able to afford it.”
“Fine — 500,000 million dollars.” The cashier responded, lifting her head in anger. The price was obviously a lie and she had exaggerated it by 100%, but she couldn't wait to get rid of this man that just wouldn't leave her alone.
Eli became downcast immediately, even if he saved for 5 years straight without doing anything with his money, there was no way he could afford it.
He looked at the necklace again, not wanting to believe that the price was that high, he sighed again, deciding that it just might be high end and this people weren't lying to him.
“Is there any low end emerald necklace I could get for 5000 dollars or even mid range.” He asked further. He knew his wife had always wanted one and even if he might not be able to get the high end one, he was hoping to at least get something cheaper.
“This is the Bijou Royale, and we only sell high quality jewelleries. I will have to ask you to leave now or I will call the security to escort you out.” The cashier spoke, getting increasingly impatient at this man that was disturbing her.
Just as Eli was about to ask for another necklace, even if it wasn't emerald, the manager of the store came out, sighted him and became disgusted by the man's tattered appearance.
“Who let this man in?” The manager asked in a loud voice drawing attention to Eli immediately, she turned to face the cashier, when she didn't get the response she was satisfied with.
“Why is this man speaking to you, can't you see he is tainting the elegance of this store.”
“Or is he someone you know?” The manager asked the already fuming cashier.
The cashier couldn't stop herself from gagging at the mere thought of this horrid looking man being someone related to her.
“No..no.. Ma” she said in between angry pauses.
“Security!!!, please throw this man out, and do it now.”
She had just gotten a call that an important customer was coming to the store and she couldn't risk chasing the important customer away by the appearance of this man.
Eli looked like he was about to say something, but was stopped by strong hands picking him up and throwing him out of the Bijou Royale, luckingly he wasn't someone important, so the people in the store couldn't be bothered by him else he didn't know what he was going to tell his wife if something of this sort got out.
He stood up slowly, dusting the tiny specks of dust that clung to his cloth. This was his best cloth and what he planned on wearing for his wife’s celebration and wedding anniversary.
“Get out of the way.” Someone said, pushing him back to the ground as they rushed to enter the Bijou Royale. Several men followed behind the man that had just entered, stepping on him– ignoring the fact that he was human. By the time they had finished their procession and Eli finally had a chance to get up, he had sustained some injuries.
Groaning to himself, he checked the injuries he had just sustained, luckily it was something he could hide under his clothes. Without much time left and the agreed time for his anniversary dinner getting close by, Eli rushed to the next jewelry store, picked the cheapest looking yet beautiful jewelry, pays for it and heads to his in-laws house, which he lived in with his wife
“I am home!!” – babe, Elara Celeste Thorne.” Eli called from the doorway, his heart rate increasing at every passing moment of not hearing her respond.
“Who is making such loud noises this mid afternoon – and please refrain from adding your horrid surname to my daughter’s name. Mrs Selva Moreau, Elara’s Mom and Eli’s Mom in law said, her eyes sweeping over Eli with disgust.
She was dressed in a blue flowy gown which highlighted her curves, despite her age and having given birth to a grown woman, Selva looked as young and dashing as she had been in her youth.
“Where are you going Mom and where’s Celeste.” Eli asked, ignoring the annoyed look that continuously flashed through this woman’s eyes.
“Today’s Elara’s birthday and also our wedding anniversary, so I had asked her to get ready for the surprise I had for her.” Eli continued when he noticed his mother-in-law had no thought of answering him.
Your wife is currently at the party arranged for her by her grandmother and numerous suitors, since you – her so-called husband forgot about it — and that’s where I am headed.” Selva responded, the irritation never leaving her tone.
“I wonder why Elara refuses to divorce you” Selva added under her breath, before walking out of the house and slamming the door behind her.
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One hundred and eighty - five
For a moment—Eli didn’t move. It also took a moment for his brain to process thoughts and his body to react.Lyra was close again.Too close.Closer than before.There was something different in the air now—not just tension, not just control.Something unstable. Unpredictable.Her breath brushed lightly against his skin, her gaze locked onto his like she was searching for something deeper this time. Not just a reaction from Eli. Confirmation.And still— Eli didn’t move.But his mind—His mind wasn't sleeping anymore instead it was catching up… Fast.Too fast.The pieces didn’t align.They refused to.Siblings.The word still sat there, heavy, wrong—And yet— Her actions didn’t match it.Didn’t even come close.And that— That was the fracture.The split second where something inside him shifted.Because her very action held little to know truth about what she had said.And for an instance something passed through Eli's mind again.This wasn’t about family. This was something else.So
One hundred and eighty - four
Aurelius?”Eli’s voice came out steady, but there was something quieter beneath it—something sharper. Not disbelief.Recognition.He shifted slightly, pushing himself more upright despite the resistance in his limbs. The dull ache at the side of his head pulsed once in protest, but he ignored it.His gaze didn’t leave her.“...Aurelius?” he repeated, slower this time.Lyra’s smile didn’t falter.“If that’s the part you’re stuck on,” she said lightly, “then yes.”A small pause.“Aurelius.”Eli watched her for a second longer.Then—unexpectedly—He smiled.It's wasn't a wide smile. Nor was it amused.It was just…. there.Faint. Controlled. Almost thoughtful.“…That’s interesting.”Lyra’s eyes flickered, just slightly.Eli tilted his head a fraction, studying her like he was looking at something that didn’t quite fit into place.“Why,” he continued calmly, “would you want to take on the name of a man who isn’t your father?”The question landed cleanly.No hesitation. No softness.Just pr
One hundred and eighty - three
The next few days didn’t follow a pattern.They didn’t need to.For once, Eli wasn’t measuring time in outcomes or deadlines, wasn’t splitting hours into things that mattered and things that didn’t. He wasn’t chasing anything, wasn’t running through possibilities in the background of every quiet moment.He was just… there.Moving through the day as it came.And somehow—That was enough.It started small, almost unnoticeable at first. Then, without him realizing it, it stopped being small at all.By the second day, he was standing at the edge of Uetliberg Mountain, the city stretching wide and steady beneath them, buildings layered into the distance like something carefully placed rather than something chaotic.Carlos stood beside him with the kind of satisfaction that suggested he’d personally arranged the entire view.“Tell me this isn’t worth waking up early for,” he said, hands on his hips.Eli didn’t answer immediately. The air felt different up there—clean in a way that didn’t re
One hundred and eighty - two
The morning didn’t arrive loudly.It didn’t demand attention or pull him awake with urgency.It just… came.Soft light filtered through the curtains, stretching slowly across the room like it had all the time in the world.Eli noticed it before he even opened his eyes.Not consciously.Just—somewhere in that quiet space between sleep and awareness.There was no tension in his chest.No immediate list forming in his head.No instinct to reach for his phone.And that alone—Felt unfamiliar.His eyes opened gradually.The ceiling came into view.Still. Unchanging.But for once, he didn’t stare at it like it held answers he needed to find.He just looked.Then blinked.And breathed.Slow. Even. Unrushed.It took him a few seconds to realize what felt different.Not the room. Not the light.Him.There was no weight pressing against his thoughts.No urgency clawing at the edges of his mind.Just… space.Eli shifted slightly, pushing himself up into a sitting position.The quiet remained.It
One hundred and eighty - one
The room didn’t change.Not immediately.Not in any obvious way.The same dim light stretched across the floor. The same quiet pressed gently against the walls. The same untouched food sat where it had been for hours, forgotten.But something—Subtle. Shifted.Eli stood by the window, his hands in his pockets, his gaze unfocused as it rested somewhere beyond the glass.Zurich moved.Cars passed.People walked.Lights flickered on and off in distant buildings.Everything carried on.Everything except him.For once, he wasn’t reading reports.Wasn’t analyzing.Wasn’t trying to force pieces together that refused to fit.He was just… there.Still.The sound of the door opening broke the silence.It was soft. Unhurried.Eli didn’t turn right away.A small part of him already assumed who it was.Selene.Back again.Either she had forgotten something—Or she wasn’t done trying to convince him.He exhaled quietly, already preparing a response he wasn’t sure he believed himself.“…You’re persi
One hundred and eighty
Days passed.Not quickly.Not slowly.Just… heavily.Each one blending into the next in a way that made it hard to tell where one ended and another began.Zurich remained calm.Peaceful.Unbothered.The lake shimmered the same way every evening.The streets stayed clean.The people moved on with their lives.And somewhere in the middle of all that—Eli felt like he was standing still.The first report came two days after he contacted Bruno.Eli was in his room when his phone buzzed.A message.Short.Direct.Match #1 — Female, 34. No behavioral or biometric alignment. Too old.Eli stared at the screen for a second.Then locked his phone.That was it.No frustration.No reaction.Just… another dead end.The second report came later that night.Match #2 — Female, 19. Facial structure similarity 62%. Dismissed. Too young.Eli leaned back in his chair, staring at the ceiling.Too old.Too young.Not her.Not her.Not her.By the third day, the reports started coming in faster.Bruno had s
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