Eli stares at the paper and envelope in his hand, different questions going through his mind, what did it mean he wasn’t who he thought he was, heck – he didn’t think he was anybody. He was starting to suspect the letter wasn’t for him and could be for another Eli Thorne, besides the situation in which he had gotten the envelope was suspicious.
After thinking for a while, Eli decides to hide the envelope and letter, while using the key that had come in the envelope to determine if both items belonged to him.
When he was done hiding the letter in a successful spot that he was certain no one was going to find, he brought out the key from where it lay in his pocket to examine it . The key looked both normal and unique. It looked like an everyday normal key, but a letter he couldn’t quite read and understand was carved on its body, and upon closer look, it looked like the tip of the key was curved slightly in an unusual manner.
Sighing he placed the keys back in his pocket, he was tired and needed to sleep, maybe with a clearer mind he would understand what the key was for.
………….
Eli woke up to a slight shoving on his rib, rubbing his eyes – he opened them to see Elara staring at him inquisitively.
“What is this?” Elara asked, raising the key from last night to show Eli.
“What is what?” Eli asked, not noticing what she was holding as he was still feeling sleepy and his eyes were drooping.
Elara moved closer to Eli sitting on his leg - “This!” she said again, shoving the key closer to his face.
“Oh!” Eli responded, contemplating telling her the event of last night and how he really came about the key.
Elara stared at Eli, her brow raised slightly as she waited for a response from him.
“Um– I picked it from the floor thinking it was the house key, it was when I had arrived home that I realized I had made a mistake.” Eli responded finally, choosing not to tell her the event of the previous night, he didn’t want to get her worried for nothing.
Elara stared at Eli for a moment like she didn’t believe him, sensing that he was lying to her, but she quickly shoved the thought away, there was no need for him to lie, besides the key looked somewhat old and rusty, she was certain it was for nothing important.
“So what are you going to do about it?” Elara asked, not like she cared about what his answer would be, she just felt the need to ask.
“Nothing, not like I know who the key belongs to and I don’t see the need to return it to the ground where I found it.” Eli responded, making Elara scrunch up her face in surprise.
“It’s an old rusty key Eli, you don’t need to hold on to it, I am certain the owner threw it away because it’s not valuable anymore.” Elara responded, unable to hide the shock at her husband’s words in her voice.
“You never can tell, it could lead to some hidden treasure and maybe the key was meant to find me.” Eli responded to his wife teasingly.
“You don’t really believe that, do you?” Elara asked in a dismissive tone.
“WHY ARE BOTH OF YOU STILL IN BED – ESPECIALLY YOU ELI.” Selva shouted from outside their room as she flung their room door open, “It’s Saturday, and there’s lots of cleaning to do,” Selva continued, her beautiful figure resting against the room door.
“Eli and I were talking about this key he found, he thinks it might lead to some hidden treasure.” Elara replied to her Mom, grabbing the key that was now in Eli’s hand from him and showing it to her Mom, she sounded serious and genuine like she supported her husband and really believe what he had said, but in reality she was looking for a means to to get her Mom to insult and mock Eli.
“Don’t tell me, you have been brainwashed further by Eli and really believe what he thinks.” Selva responded, greatly disappointed in her daughter. “It’s only poor, jobless people who don’t have important things to think about that would spend time imagining such rubbish.” Selva continued, not hiding the disgust that passed through her face any time her eyes landed on Eli.
“What if he is right Mom.” Elara continued, enjoying the scene that was enfolding in front of her.
“Why do you keep believing every word that comes out of this human mouth, – what exactly has he done to you or done for you to make you side with him every time.” Selva asked, her face turning red from anger.
“Eli is my husband, it’s only natural I listen to him and believe his words, it’s not his fault he is poor and has no family members, besides….”
“Elara that’s okay, mother is right, you shouldn’t argue with her, there is no way the key could lead to some hidden treasure.” Eli spoke up, stopping Elara from what she planned to say.
“I am sorry Mom, I shouldn’t have argued with you.” Elara responded looking genuinely sorry.
“That’s okay, it’s not your fault, this is happening all because of this man you call your husband.--- anyways, your grandma said I should tell you to go over to her house, she has something important to discuss with you.” Selva said, as she thought of numerous ways to make this man suffer when her daughter wasn’t there to support him.
“Okay, Mom, I will go when I am done with my house chores.” Elara responded, getting up from her bed and gesturing for Eli to do the same.”
“There’s no need for that, I am certain I and Eli can handle the chores, your grandma said you should come quickly, that it’s very urgent.” Selva responded, hoping that Elara would agree and not ruin her plans.
“Alright, but don’t make things difficult for Eli.” Elara responded finally, looking at her Eli with sadness, and a look that said, ‘hope you are not mad at me, you know I can’t afford to offend grandma.’
Eli looked at his wife dotingly, pulling her close to him in a tight embrace, as he patted her hair and whispered. “I can never be angry at my wife, you need to stop worrying about me so much,-- that’s meant to be my duty.”
“Don’t miss me too much.” Elara responded as she disengaged from the hug, causing Eli to smile widely and a tiny blush creeping up his cheek. His wife always had that effect on him.
“I will try not to.” Eli responded as he watched his wife walk out of the room, his eyes landing on Selva, the disgusted and angry look coming from her erased the smile on his face immediately as he quickly averted his gaze and lowered his head.
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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
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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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