Dark and Light

Chapter 2

*Elsa POV*

I'm worried sitting in my first-class plane seat. My husband knows this look all too well. For all his imposing stature of over six feet and mass of muscles. He's really a big teddy bear. "Elsa. My love. What's wrong?" He asks me concerned. I ask him "Are you sure she knows he's coming? I don't want to throw her off or make her uncomfortable knowing we are bringing company. She is my best friend and I just want us to have a good time and her not worried. She is having a hard enough time with everything else going on in her life. I know she is over working herself and not resting enough. You also know how she can be when we visit. She does too much for us." His reply gentle "Yes, of course I told her I was bringing my brother. Why would she be uncomfortable? Sabrina loves everyone you know that. She also loves having people around. Especially now with wombat and Mom out of town. This is just what she needs. He does too. His world is blowing up right now. He needs some place that the world isn't seeing him. Just a few moments of privacy. If anyone can help him have fun in comfort, it's Sabrina. It will be fun my love. Just relax. You and I will make sure she doesn't overdo it as she always does. If I have to I will tie her to a chair to make her." He comforts me. "Okay my love." I answer not as confident as him. Then it hits me. A thought making me even more nervous. "Christopher did you specifically say which brother?" Chris looks confused as why it's a problem "No I didn't think that mattered all. Our family is family to her you know that. It's fine sweetheart trust me." I wish I could. But I know something my husband doesn't. "Sh*t." I whisper under my breath hoping he hadn't hear me. Hoping Sabrina truly doesn't remember that drunken night she told her secret to me.



Sabrina had been struggling a lot that day it would have been her and Jon's anniversary. I flew in because I knew it wouldn't be pretty. Her mother took my niece away for a couple days. She knew that she needed me. Mom always seems to know no matter what. I've never seen a mother daughter relationship like theirs. I always joke they aren't mother and daughter but twin souls. They even look identical. I didn't even need to tell her what I was planning. We had a very drunk girl's night to help her get through. Three bottles of very expensive Pinot Noir. To celebrate her freedom from heartbreak she said. I wish it truly was, but she wasn't there just yet. Endless tequila shots taken later somehow a conversation of celebrity crushes came up like girls do when together hammered. She started to cry and told me she couldn't say. It would ruin our friendship. I would hate her forever and never trust her again. Immediately my mind jumped to the worst thing possible. I got a bit angry. I demanded she say it. She did. I regretted instantly not trusting my true friend. I felt like a jerk. I should know her better. It's not my husband. But a man like a brother to him. She went on to tell me she didn't want me to know. She's seen how people had used us in the past. Which is true. She never wants me to think of her like that. That our friendship means too much to her for any man. All through her sobs and tears. That broke my heart. Knowing she has sacrificed her own happiness to make sure we were happy. All while being so lonely and heartbroken. We are more important to her than herself. How did I get such a good friend? I let her know I could never think that way about her. She has the most giving heart I ever met. I told her we could introduce them. They do have a lot in common now that I was thinking of it. They would get along splendidly. She made me promise never to say anything. She said she didn't want to put us in that position. I knew full well why in truth. After what that man did to her, she feels not worthy of him or any man anymore. He destroyed her self-confidence. Here my gorgeous, smart, funny, caring, talented and charming best friend. Because of a loser, she feels none of this about herself. It still fills me with rage. With reservations I told her I wouldn't say a word. It always felt wrong to. That they would be perfect for each other. Even more now I have being thinking of it over the last months. I must respect her wishes. She has always put ours first. I joked with her to lighten the mood a bit as well. "If not him who would it be?" I laughed. She surprisingly answered me. Rather quickly at that. She giggled when she told me. "A girl with a thing for blue eyes and gorgeous smiles I see." I said as we both broke into a fit of giggles like I only do with her.