Elena’s POV
He belonged to me.
Aiden Wood was mine. Completely, utterly mine.
I kept him on a leash for years, close enough to want me but far enough so he was chasing.
What changed in a couple of weeks?
“Julia—”
“Don’t call me that, Auntie!” I snapped, the glass within my grasp shattering. “How many times do I have to remind you?” I gritted into the phone. “I’m Elena. Just Elena!”
“Yes…” Her voice came, “I’m sorry, Elena. I’m just worried about you.”
I rolled my eyes, pouring myself another glass.
My gaze shifted to the news. I watched as it zoomed, showing Emmaline’s disgusting smile as she prepped to go on the tracks.
That should’ve been me. Aiden should be with me and not watching her race.
My head throbbed, my stomach twisted into knots and it was suddenly harder to b
