Julian chuckled, watching her with a mixture of amusement and admiration. "Good luck to you, sister," he said.
Eleanor walked down the hallway toward Eva's room. Her mind raced as she thought of how to best approach the situation.. The plan Julian had suggested was simple, yet she couldn't help but wonder if she should add a bit more flair to it.
After all, Eva wasn't someone who would be easily swayed, and Eleanor knew she would need to be clever.
Finally, a thought struck her. She grinned, realizing that Julian's influence had clearly affected her way of thinking.
Perhaps, I could give Eva a little more drama, a little more of an emotional twist to make the situation more convincing. she said to herself.
By the time she arrived at Eva's door, she had already decided on her approach. Eleanor quickly changed her expression to one of panic and pain.
She knocked lightly at the door, the soft sound echoing in the quiet corridor.
Eva opened the door and stood there momentarily shocked by Eleanor's panicked expression.
"Eva," Eleanor said, her voice shaking, "I... I need to talk to you. It's important."
She hesitated for a moment, adding more intensity to her panicked expression, and looked around as if to ensure no one else was listening.
Eva's eyes softened as she quickly stepped outside. She gently grasped Eleanor's shoulder, pulling her a little closer.
"Eleanor, what's wrong? You look terrified. Did something happen?" Eva's concern was clear as she tried to comfort her.
Eleanor gaze shifted between Eva and the surroundings, making sure no one was watching them. "Let's go somewhere private," she said, her voice low but urgent.
Eva nodded quickly. "Of course, let's go."
They made their way to the gardens, the path quiet and peaceful as the cool evening breeze swayed the flowers, carrying with it the delicate scent of blooming petals.
Eleanor stopped at a secluded bench near a small fountain. The gentle sound of water flowing added to the peaceful setting of the garden.
"Eva," Eleanor began, "I need to ask you something. Something that might... seem strange, but I need your help."
Eva leaned forward slightly, her concern deepening as she looked at Eleanor. "Yes, go on. Tell me, what's bothering you?" she asked.
Eleanor took a slow breath. "It's Julian..." she finally said, her voice just above a whisper. She paused, allowing the silence to linger.
As expected, Eva's curiosity was piqued, and she quickly asked. "Julian? What did he do?"
Eleanor's lips curled into a subtle grin as she observed Eva's concerned expression. Internally, she felt a rush of satisfaction—this was all part of the plan Julian had given her.
Sorry, Eva, she thought to herself, but I have got my task, and I can't fail him now.
Slowly, she looked up and met Eva's eyes. "It's not about what he did, it's about what we did." she said. "I can't keep hiding it, Eva. What I'm about to tell you, it's going to change things. But Julian... Julian and I, we... we crossed a line."
Eva's expression shifted. "Wait, what? crossed the line?" she asked, her voice a mix of surprise and concern. "What exactly are you saying, Eleanor?"
Eleanor remained silent for a moment, her fingers gently resting on her stomach. The tension between them grew thicker and she didn't need to say anything more; the gesture was clear.
Eva's eyes widened in shock, her hands flying up to her mouth as she said, "You don't mean that, do you?"
Eleanor nodded slowly, her gaze shifting to the ground. "I do, Eva. It happened. And now... I'm carrying his child."
Eva stood frozen for a moment, her mind struggling to comprehend what she had just heard. Her gaze flicked between Eleanor's face and her stomach.
"I... I can't believe it," Eva murmured, shaking her head in disbelief. "Julian... of all people..." She took a step back, "How? Why didn't you tell anyone sooner?"
Eleanor's gaze was distant, as if lost in the memory of the moment that had led her here. "I... didn't know how to explain it. How could I? It feels wrong, but it's also... something else."
She paused, her eyes lifting to meet Eva's. "And now I don't know what to do. What will happen? Will this change everything?"
Eva's mind raced, and she fought to keep her composure. "Eleanor, this is huge. If the family finds out... things will never be the same. And Julian... What does he want with this?"
Eleanor gave a warm smile as she said "Julian wants the child to grow. But more than that, he wants me, as his wife, as his woman."
Eva's eyes widened as she processed the words. "But you're siblings... how can you—how can you even consider this?" she asked.
"You don't have to do this, Eleanor. You still have a choice."
Eleanor couldn't help but hide her laugh inside as she realized just how convincing her performance had been. Even she was surprised at how manipulative and serious she had managed to sound.
I should act in a drama or something like that, she thought to herself with a smirk.
Eleanor then allowed a single tear to fall from her eye, her voice trembling slightly as she spoke, "But how can I give our child up? I want it to grow."
She knew the weight of the words would sink in. Eva's face softened with concern, her hands trembling as she reached out to touch Eleanor's arm.
"Ele, I… I don't understand. How can you keep it? This... this is so wrong. We're—"
Eleanor interrupted, her tone desperate yet convincing. "I know, Eva. I know. But I can't bear to part with it. I never thought I would feel this way."
Her words hung in the air, as she watched Eva struggle with what to say next.
"But how did it all start?" Eva asked, her voice quiet but urgent. "Tell me in detail."
"Complete detail?" Eleanor asked with a soft, questioning tone.
Eva nodded, her expression serious. "Yes, tell me everything. I need to know how it came to this."
Eleanor chuckled softly to herself, the sound barely audible as she thought, Oh, dear brother, you don't even realize how lucky you are to have me.
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