Post by Ellie Loretta Warrick on Mar 11, 2013 23:19:07 GMT -5
Ellie was currently booked into a private suite at the Regal Regency for the weekend as the elves placed more charms over the house and cleaned out the old mansion that Ellie now owned to be suitable for the baby's birth. That was cleaning out all the old rooms so Ellie could design and redecorate, buy new furniture and pretty much change the dilapidated house to a magnificent child friendly mansion for her to live in. She was alone now, all alone, not even her brother were by her side these days and Liam...well, Ellie didn't like to think about Liam anymore since it always brought tears to her eyes.
Being pregnant was...different. Ellie was into her second trimester now, well into her fourth month and she was sporting a little bump under her clothing and she had already set about to making herself different maternity clothing that still looked as classy and expensive as her usual style. She was, even knocked up and alone, Ellie Warrick and she was never seen without looking her best. She had even begun making boys and girls clothing, wanting the baby's sex to be a surprise.
The young woman had to wonder how she was going to do this, what without Liam. She knew what it was like to grow up with parents being in your life, it was sad and lonely and she had sworn if she ever had kids (which she never would have thought she would have when she was twenty) that she'd give the kids the happiest life they could have. That couldn't happen now...no. Liam was...gone. Ellie wasn't even sure what they had, she liked to call him her boyfriend, it wasn't like there was much going on but she still had never told him how she felt about him, or he with her.
Ellie wondered if she loved that man, the Dark Lord, and she could only feel tears spring to her bright baby blues every time she thought about it. Yes...Yes she had loved Liam, but now after what had happened, she wasn't so sure. She didn't want to be hurt like his, heartbroken was the word which she had never associated with feeling as she was usually the one doing all the dumping before Liam. She didn't know what had changed, when she had become like this. So pathetic and useless, lovestruck for a man who never had loved her and never would. He was the Dark Lord, he could have anyone, why would he have settled on one woman? Ellie had been stupid to think that he'd be satisfied with just her, most men usually fell to her feet when she offered sex, she was notorious and famous, who wouldn't want to be with her?
Obviously Liam didn't.
It was nearing lunch and Ellie was starting to get hungry, so she dressed in a floor length black maxi dress, a large coloured scarf which hung loosely around her neck and hid her baby bump and a pair of dark tinted sunglasses, her hair pulled high into a messy bun. Even if she was famous in the magical world, she was also just as well known in the muggle, her status as a model and fashion designer was world wide, but dressed like this she knew that she'd be alright, the hotel had banned most paparazzi and reporters from even entering the hotel these days.
Riding the elevator down she waited till it reached the ground floor where the buffet was, and stepping out she walked face first into a man who was waiting for the elevator, making her stumble as her glasses slipped off her nose and clattered to the floor. "Oh-so sorry," Ellie said quickly, looking up as she froze and saw who it was...oh god, why did it have to be... "Tristan?
Being pregnant was...different. Ellie was into her second trimester now, well into her fourth month and she was sporting a little bump under her clothing and she had already set about to making herself different maternity clothing that still looked as classy and expensive as her usual style. She was, even knocked up and alone, Ellie Warrick and she was never seen without looking her best. She had even begun making boys and girls clothing, wanting the baby's sex to be a surprise.
The young woman had to wonder how she was going to do this, what without Liam. She knew what it was like to grow up with parents being in your life, it was sad and lonely and she had sworn if she ever had kids (which she never would have thought she would have when she was twenty) that she'd give the kids the happiest life they could have. That couldn't happen now...no. Liam was...gone. Ellie wasn't even sure what they had, she liked to call him her boyfriend, it wasn't like there was much going on but she still had never told him how she felt about him, or he with her.
Ellie wondered if she loved that man, the Dark Lord, and she could only feel tears spring to her bright baby blues every time she thought about it. Yes...Yes she had loved Liam, but now after what had happened, she wasn't so sure. She didn't want to be hurt like his, heartbroken was the word which she had never associated with feeling as she was usually the one doing all the dumping before Liam. She didn't know what had changed, when she had become like this. So pathetic and useless, lovestruck for a man who never had loved her and never would. He was the Dark Lord, he could have anyone, why would he have settled on one woman? Ellie had been stupid to think that he'd be satisfied with just her, most men usually fell to her feet when she offered sex, she was notorious and famous, who wouldn't want to be with her?
Obviously Liam didn't.
It was nearing lunch and Ellie was starting to get hungry, so she dressed in a floor length black maxi dress, a large coloured scarf which hung loosely around her neck and hid her baby bump and a pair of dark tinted sunglasses, her hair pulled high into a messy bun. Even if she was famous in the magical world, she was also just as well known in the muggle, her status as a model and fashion designer was world wide, but dressed like this she knew that she'd be alright, the hotel had banned most paparazzi and reporters from even entering the hotel these days.
Riding the elevator down she waited till it reached the ground floor where the buffet was, and stepping out she walked face first into a man who was waiting for the elevator, making her stumble as her glasses slipped off her nose and clattered to the floor. "Oh-so sorry," Ellie said quickly, looking up as she froze and saw who it was...oh god, why did it have to be... "Tristan?