In love with a maid??

Chapter 50 Elias's P.O.V.

It wasn't fair.

I could've made things right with her.

I had time.

It wasn't late.

They made it seem that way, because of how long it took me to leave my pride at the deeps of the ocean and find that humbleness somewhere.

But did it matter?

At least I acknowledged I was wrong and that I should've defended her.

At least I'm actually sorry.

At least I'm ready to tell her everything, how I feel, how sorry I am, how I never want her to go.

It doesn't matter anymore.

You decided to listen to those around you when they said it's too late.

When in reality it wasn't, you had time.

Because it's never too late for true love.

Instead you started picking fights with everyone and blaming others for your own mistakes.

When you should've recognized you were wrong to begin with, why try to blame others for what you caused?

For the damage, hurt, and pain you created.

When at the end no matter how many fingers you point and how many people you blame, you know deep down it's all your fault.

I let out a frustrated groan allowing my hands to cover my face.

Passing my fingers through my messy hair I sit up from my bed.

I knew I wasn't going to sleep anytime soon.

How could I?

All I could think about was Analia and how dangerous it was for her to be out there all alone.

"I'm such an idiot" I sigh.

I just pray that she's alright.

There's just this feeling in the pit of my stomach that something bad is going to happen and that bad news is coming my way.

I sigh again.

I couldn't handle this.

I couldn't handle the guilt within that was ripping me into pieces.

I couldn't handle how worried sick I was about her, knowing if something ever happened to her I would never forgive myself.

It was my job to protect her from any harm possible.

And all I did was put her in danger.

Rubbing my eyes I get off my bed and pull on a shirt.

Maybe a glass of water would help me get some rest.

Making my way down the hall and stairs I notice the lights on.

Walking into the blinding lights of the kitchen I'm greeted with Elis.

She looks at me offering me a warm smile.

"Let me guess can't sleep?" She questions.

I shake my head no.

"Haven't for days.....too much on my mind right now" I confess.

She sips on her tea.

"I figured.....and those around you aren't really helping you out either. You haven't had a lot of support on your side these few days, it must be really tough. I'm sorry" she apologizes.