Family, friends, even horses can be longed for when life falls into a tragedy. When a young and engaged nurse gets a job in London, lonesomeness starts to settle in the heart of Elanna Davani as the city isn't as bright as she wanted it to be.
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Elanna
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I'm Elanna Davani.
A 20 year old girl waiting for some sort of good to narrow the inflictions of my life. I owe you an introduction of who I am. But I got to warn you, my life is one hell of a rollercoaster.
No literally it is.
My parents died a few months ago and I was forced to witness them drowning between the crack of a torn boat. What was supposed to be a family day out in Illinois, only turned into a tragedy and a continuous nightmare that keeps me up every night.
But am I allowed to mourn the death of my beloved parents?. No. Because I must hold a strong front for my little 12 year old sister Ava. At my big age of 23, I can't mentally handle the trauma that we'll have to live with, so I can only imagine what she had to process after burying them 6 feet beneath the soil.
Life has never been the same. The smiles. The laughs. The cheeky jokes that I would spare my dad over dinner in order to hear him laugh and my mom taunting him with me.
Now it's just silence.
Mind you, it wasn't always like that. These happy moments were rewarded on occasion. My entire home life was filled with continuous arguments to the point that I still feel my palms pressed on Ava's ears so she never had to hear any of it. But that's a story for another time.
As of now, never did we imagine being left as orphans. Neither did my godfather when he heard the tragic news and catered the responsibility of taking me and Ava in.
I hardly knew my Uncle Ebi. Mainly because we're not related by blood and I would only see him at family parties every few years. He was one of my dads good friends and I know my dad entrusted me and Ava to him.
So I got to accept that.
Me and Ava moved to live with him in Alameda, California. It took me a while to adjust to the environment, but settling down hasn't been easy. Especially because living with him came with one condition.
I marry his son.
It wasn't really my first initial choice, but my nursing job isn't enough for a down payment on a new place and I can't handle the responsibility of taking care and providing for Ava alone. I've always been an obedient girl, especially because my dad warned me to be on my best behavior growing up and to always listen to others.
Taking his advice into account, i'm now engaged to the self-conceited man that's sat in front of me on the dining table. Sam's hair is dark and short with typical Persian features embedded in his appearance. He's a 27 year old light skinned man who has a face of a child due to the smoothness of his hairless cheeks. Not a single hair preparing to grow on his jaw. His nose is rather large but his dark and thick brows distracts me from it.
