In His Arms

Chapter 1: Events Seven Years Ago (Kendra's POV)

"You said what?!" Eli asked as he drove the car. Bea was at the back while i sat beside Eli. "Ssh. Keep it down." I hushed him a bit. "I told him that you're my husband. Well.. technically, something like that." I said. "Why? What for?" He asked. "Pride? Ego? Urgh. I don't know." I shrugged. "I just didn't know what to say." I confessed. I looked at him. "I'm sorry. I'm causing trouble, aren't I?" I asked and he took a short glance over me. "Hey. It's not that." He said as his right hand rested on my left knee. "Don't worry. I'll try to help until I can." He said making me smile. He removed his palm on my knee and placed it back to the stirring wheel. I looked at the window as we passed by some bulidings. "By the way." I started talking once again. "Why didn't you tell me that they broke up two years ago?" I asked him.

Eli froze for a second then smirked. "Two years ago, I didn't think that you were interested to know. So I didn't tell you." He said. "Why? Perhaps, do you want to know about it?" He asked slightly teasing me. I instantly shook my head. "No, not at all." I denied. "It's just that.." I looked outside the window once again. ".. I'm curious to what had happened, the events when I was no longer around." I said quietly. Eli began to smile weirdly. "So you are interested in a way." He said. "No." I denied once again. "Oh come on Kendra, I know you. We've been together for too long. Atleast I know when you lie." He said. "Ok, fine. I am interested. But it's not like it's going to change anything, right? I still hate him." I said. He bursted out in laughter. "Who said about not hating him? Why are you suddenly so defensive?" He asked trying to catch my motive. "Yah! Eli. I'm not being defensive, ok? I just wanted to make things clear." I explained myself. "Yeah right." He smirked. "You really want to know?" He asked. We looked at each other for a moment. "Atleast now, I do." I said.

"Well it goes like this." Eli started telling the story. "Taeyeon had this little musical. It sure was a hit. She had this co-actor who gave her a motive. Well you know, some sexual motive, i guess? But whatever. The point is, she had an affair with another man." He said. "With another man aside from Baekhyun? Wow. Karma does wonders. Bravo." I said as I clapped my hands slowly. "But that's not the only thing." Eli bursted my bubble. "After a few days, or a few weeks, Taeyeon found out the Baekhyun was also cheating on her all those times, too." He said. My jaw dropped to what I heard. "Wow. The bastard never changes." I said sarcastically. "Well, that's all that I heard you know. It kinda circulated in the station, and since I was a VJ then, I can't avoid such gossips." He explained. "So you're saying those stories are not confirmed?" I asked. "I'm not really sure. But basing from their agency, it wouldn't surprise me that SM Entertainment paid everyone else just so the situation would be less chaotic." He continued. "The medias only reported that they broke up because they fallen out of love, that's it. No channel mentioned about the cheating part. Amazing, right?" He finished talking. "Wow. Show business sure is complicated." I said. "Tell me about it." He said making you remember that he was also a celebrity.

"I wonder how you manage being one, being part of the entertainment world." I started another conversation with him. "Well you know, I wanted it anyway. I mean, I entered it by will so I have to accept the fact that it is a complicated life." Eli answered. "I chose this life so I have to deal with it one way or another. And it's not like I'm as big as Baekhyun." He said. "Speaking of Baekhyun, what else did you talk about a while ago?" Eli asked. "Let's see. Wait. He wanted me to take him back." I said. He bursted out in laughter. "The fvck? He really asked you to do that?" Eli asked as he tried to stop his laughter but failed. "Yeah. He did. That bastard, he even had the nerve to ask that." I said irritated. After hearing the story, I just seemed to hate him more. "If I were you, I wouldn't even dare to be with him." Eli's sarcasm was the best. "Oh please. You don't even have to be me to do that. I myself won't dare to get back with him." I rolled my eyes as I was so irritated.

"Good. By the way, he saw Beatrice, right?" He asked. "Uh-huh. But there's nothing to worry about. He probably thinks that she's your daughter. So, it's not a problem at all." I explained. For a moment, the ride became silent. "Well, I can be his real father. If you would just let me." He started talking again. I immediately knew what he meant. "Eli, you know I-" "I know, I know. You don't want any relationships anymore." He cut me off. "Well, I'm contented anyway. Being with you most of the time and Bea calling me dad, atleast I'm part of the both of you one way or another." He said. "You're right. You are." I smiled at him.

Soon, he stopped the car as we finally reached our destination- Eli's house. Ever since Beatrice lived here in South Korea, she stayed with Eli. She wanted to be around her 'acting father' so I decided to stay here too for a while.

Eli carried Bea since she was asleep during the entire ride. I assisted him in opening the front door and we entered his house. It was spacious and neat. "Nice house." I complimented. "Thanks." He said as we walked upstairs. He stopped infront a door and I opened it for him. He walked towards Bea's bed and gently laid her down. Bea's room was filled with stuffed dolls. On the corner of her room was a little dinning table with four chairs- three were occupied with teddy bears and one vacant. On the table were tea cups and a tea pot. "Geez. I wonder what she did to make you buy all of these things." I asked him as I observed her room. "Well you know, a princess deserves the best." Eli said. "Stop spoiling her. It's not good." I told him but he wasn't really listening. "Let's go now. I'll show you your room." He said and we both exited Bea's room.

He lead me to your room. The room was black and white. "So how'd you like it?" He asked. "It's big. But I like it. It feels like Spain." I said. "Then good. Take a rest now. I'm leaving in a bit. I still have a schedule. So I hope you'll feel at home." He said and left the room. I plopped myself on the big bed and drifted off to sleep.