Ellison And Joycelyn: A Love Beyond The Rules

Chapter 5

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Ellison stood by his grandmother’s hospital bed, concern crucki, his stoic mask as he watched her breathe through the Oxygen mask.

His phone’s vibration broke the sterile silence. A message lit up his screen–his eyes sharpened with recognition as he read it. He then sent a one–word response. [Yes]

The speed of his reply caught Joycelyn off guard. Wiping tears away, she typed with trembling fingers: [Could you pick me up? We need to talk.]

His terse agreement felt like salvation. Maybe a marriage of convenience wasn’t the worst option.

She had barely sent her location when her phone died, taken by either rain or drained battery.

‘If he comes, I’ll marry him,‘ she decided. If not, be it.

As Ellison moved to leave, his grandmother’s fragile grasp caugh him.

“You stubborn boy,” Isolde Grant whispered.

“I didn’t mean to worry you, Grandma. I’ve found someone–were getting married tomorrow. No more stress, okay?” His voice held rare tenderness.

Hope flickered in Isolde’s tired eyes. “Really?” She struggled to sit up.

Gently easing her back down, he tucked her blankets close. “Really, I’m going to get her now. You’ll meet her in the morning.

Rest now

“Promise you’re not lying to me

“Never.

The world knew Ellison as ruthless and driven, but for his grandmother, his patience was infinite.

nurses, he grabbed his keys, ready to head

It wouldn’t be fe for you to drive,

off his warning, Ellison left for the

through the storm like an avenging angel driving

beneath the bus shelter, She clung to her

her rooted despite the need for better shelter. Rain haguered the roof

her bones and she was about to find another shelter, headlights pierced the darkness and a black car

ignoring the storm’s fury. Rain instantly plastered

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remained on the girl before him–lost, hurt like an

in,” he said simply, taking her

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cut through chaos. Fresh tears spilled down her cheeks I thought you weren’t coming,” she whispered, swollen eyes meeting

her chest, like dawn breaking through the endless night. Her tears of desperation turned

her drenched state, he took her icy hand. “Inside.

finding unexpected comfort in his grip.

that moment to tear the bus stop sign loose, sending it hurtling toward them. In

immovable. She felt his sharp

she asked, voice

arm, he guided her to

the car, soaked to the bone. The sealed doors created their

injured. Let me look at your arm, she insisted, remembering

he said curtly

gripping her seatbelt like a lifeline. Forty minutes brought them to his private garage.

are.” He lifted her damaged suitcase with

from the cold. “Shouldn’t we discuss terms?” She stood by the car door, her

with

eyes