Chapter 16

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Ross POV

Of all the things that I had problems admitting to myself and to anyone else is that I love Eden. All my life I felt a sense of loneliness even though I was surrounded by people constantly. I took over the business at a very young age and my dad's men became my companions and eventually, they became my brothers. Rock and I grew up together and we were about the same age.
But that day when I saved Eden and saw her beautiful terrified eyes I knew then and there that I had to protect her forever. She needed me. There she was a shy timid scared girl who barely spoke English. I taught her all she knows. We were inseparable and she wasn't 'one of the guys' like many girls that hang around guys are. No, Eden wasn't that type. She wasn't like that. She was around but she always kept things light and formal. Never flirting with any of my men. Never saying jokes that we're inappropriate. She always kept things simple and everyone liked her being around. She was fun in a classy way if that makes sense. She didn't get involved in anything and only spoke if she felt like she could. She knew the difference between business meetings and pleasure meetings that consisted of heavy drinking, drugs, and wild parties. But she never really participated in those. She was around for me and stood by my side. But she never did drugs or partied too hard that she didn't remember who she went to bed with. She was a virgin after all.
But lately, she was changing and I had no idea why.
But when I stood outside her door and heard her crying so hard. I couldn't take it but to go in. The door was locked. If I knock she wasn't going to open. Normally I would just let her sleep and not bother her but she wasn't sleeping. She was bloody crying and clearly very upset.

I went downstairs and got the key to her room from Carol and opened her door.

She was laying on the floor with her legs bend to her chest and her long hair down like a cascade on the floor. It was so long I had to make sure I didn't step on it.

"Eden.." I went to hold her and she was trembling. She was freezing cold. Her shoulders, her arms, her face. She didn't stop crying. I picked her up and put her on her bed and put the blankets on top of her.

"Leave me in the floor Ross is where I deserve to be," she said faintly. I thought she was sleeping or half asleep but she was neither. Her teared-filled eyes were opened.

"You'll get warm soon love," I told her. I didn't dare touch her for fear she would get scared. I sat there waiting for her to go to sleep. After about twenty minutes she was asleep. She didn't snore but I saw her breathing ease up. She was no longer trembling.

I sent a text to everyone instructing them not to bother me. I was with her this was our time. I had to find out from her and no one else how I can make the wrong right.

She slept for about 2 hours before she started to wake up. I told Carol to bring her tomato soup. Her favorite. When she woke up she smiled upon seeing the soup.

I placed it on her lap slowly.

I waited for her to adjust herself in a sitting position where she was comfortable. Before I talked to her. She just stared at the soup.

"Want to tell me what's going on with you Eden?" I really had very little patience. And lately, Eden responded to me in a rude way and I didn't like it. So I pray that she wouldn't say something to piss me off. I didn't want to upset her more than she was already.

She didn't take a bite of her soup.

"Eat please" I begged her.

"For what Ross? I'm just a waste"

"What the f...." Where was this coming from?

"Eden, don't talk like that," I told her.

"Ross is true! If it wasn't for you and your house and your clothes, food, the money you name it I would be out on the streets as a beggar. With nothing. My family abandoned me because they did even though I'm of age it doesn't matter. In Spain, kids stay with their families until we'll after their forties"
Tears ran down her cheeks. She placed her plate next to her on the bed and placed her knees close to her chest and began crying loudly.

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