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Christian's POV

I was at my office, still thinking, and staring outside my window overseeing the world underneath me. I had everything… Wealth… Love… a family… a home… and yet, I was still losing the most precious thing I was gifted with… and for the second time, I missed this… we missed this… she promised she'll eat… but till now I haven't seen any improvement, and it's been a week since.

Ana and I still don't talk about it… we're giving her space…tough love doesn't work… and she is avoiding therapy… she doesn't want therapy… she's convinced she's fine… but is she?

'Mr. Grey?' Samantha took me out of my thoughts. 'Mr. Grey is here to see you. He said he has some drawings he wants to show you…'

'Yes, let him in…' I dismissed her while Elliot came in. 'Elliot… you could have come to my home, and shown me everything.'

'I didn't only come for these.' He replied, as he handed me the scrolls, while he sat down, across me.

'What is it?' I asked, seeing his forehead beginning to frown.

'Ok, what the hell is going on?' He started.

'What do you mean?'

'What do I mean? I call up, you don't call back… and I get Sera, and she said she's going to school, ballet and swimming?'

'Ana and I had a very serious talk with her after mum's birthday, and she promised she'd eat… now you know Sera… A promise is a promise with her Elliot… she's very trustworthy… it will be fine…'

'Well, I think you and Ana should have another talk… because you need to put her back in the hospital… Christian! They have a good eating disorders programme… she has to gain weight!'

'I just told you she promised she would…'

'It doesn't mean a damn thing that she promised she would… Christian, I've seen this! Don't fool yourself into thinking you've got it under control… and seriously do you honestly believe her?'

'Honestly Elliot? NO… I don't… but I can't force her… I've tried tough love and it doesn't work… I'm trying to give her some space…' I replied as I sat down… '…but I'll talk to Ana…'

'You should Christian, because if it isn't stopped, she could die…'

'I know…' I continued while I passed my hand through my hair.

Back at home, I took Elliot's advice, but it didn't go well with Sera. She went into a frenzy mode. She's tired of hearing everything… She's giving up… and she doesn't know how to stop… meal times are constant fights. We force her, she cries… She still ends up not eating, or else she throws up. She thinks we don't realize it… but I did… it broke me hearing her heaves and chocks. She's killing herself slowly and still she isn't realizing it…

Ana suggested that we'll give her some more space… maybe it will work… she told me that that was how her parents dealt with her eating disorder… I've read every book I could get my hands on… and yet… I don't get it. I can't comprehend this… disease…

'Dad, I'm going out for a bit…' Sera said as she came down the stairs.

'Where are you going?'

'Um… visiting Uncle Elliot.'

'Ok… don't take long… Be here for dinner…' I replied. 'Taylor will drive you.'

Sera's POV

How could he do that? Bringing my parents into doubt. Why does everybody want to control everything around me? I'm tired of this…

'Sera, where should I take you?'

'Uncle Elliot's engineering company please Taylor.' I replied, while he quickly started the engine.

'Are you ok Sera? You seem a bit off today…'

'I'm fine Taylor… Don't worry about me…' I smiled.

It wasn't a very long drive, especially with Taylor as my driver. He knew all shortcuts, and in few minutes time we were already at Uncle Elliot's company.

'Sera, do you want me to come with you?'

'No need Taylor… I'll be right back…' I smiled while I made my way up to his Uncle Elliot's floor.

The environment was way different than my dad's office. His staffs were divided into what seemed of equally males and females. He had glass chairs in front of the reception, and a television set was on the wall, for people to be able to pass time while they waited.

I saw him through his glass doors, sipping his coffee while reading some file. I made my way to his office, while one of his secretaries came to stop me.

'Sorry… Ms.?'

'Ms. Grey…' I replied. 'I'd like to speak to my uncle please?'

'Does he know you're coming?'

'No, but we're family.' I replied gently.

'Alright then… follow me please…' She smiled compassionately while she led the way. She knocked on his door softly, introducing his visitor.

'You may go Lara. Thank you…' He said as I entered while he stood up. 'Hello Sera!' He smiled while he came forward to hug me, but I soon went down to business.

'Why did you tell my father about all those lies, about me being sick, and how I ought to be back in hospital?' I confronted.

'They're not lies Sera! You are sick, and that is where you need to be...'

'I'm not…I'm fine… so you have to call them, and tell them you made a mistake.' I replied again as I moved towards him.

'Sweetheart!' He started, while he came to touch the palms of my hands, and soon a worried frown was on his face. 'You're freezing…I'll get you some coffee… it will warm you up…' He continued while he went towards the coffee machine and filled me a cup.

'I don't want any coffee… They're at home now so call them now…'

'Here, drink it… while it's hot!' He said as he handed me the cup, but I rejected it, and he placed it on the table.

'I'm not going if I don't want to! I'm soon 18! So, actually, it doesn't really matter if you call them or not!' I stubbornly replied as I sat down, while he came to face me.

'Sera, you know what anorexia nervosa is… do you? It's a disease… it's very serious… one of my employees had had it, and you and her could be twins!' He explained

'I'm not listening to this.' I angrily replied as I made one swift move to the door, but soon he stopped me.

'You're scared… aren't you?' Uncle Elliot continued as he looked straight into my eyes.

'I am not scared! And I'm not going back to that hospital to talk about what I feel and what I eat and what I don't eat! I hear about it 24 hours a day everyday…'Sera, did you eat? Sera what did you eat? Eat… Eat… Eat…'' I desperately replied while I crumbled to the floor crying.

'Sera! I know… it's so hard...' He understandably replied while he held me close to him.

'I want to listen… I do… but there's this other part of me that won't, and it's like this war going on in my head all the time… and I don't know how to stop it…'

'Sweetheart…' He replied again as he held me tighter. 'I know this is hard… but you have to get help…' He continued while I sobbed into his chest. 'Did you come alone?' He asked.

'No… Taylor's downstairs…'

'Ok…' He replied again. 'Sera… please you need to get better… you need to get back to the hospital…'

'No uncle… please! I'm not going back in there… I can't!' I sobbed. 'You don't know what's it like… it's exactly a prison uncle… please…' I continued to sob while he lifted me off the floor with no effort and moved us to the couch. He held me tight to him, and started playing softly with my hair. His touch was comforting… not as dad's… but it was close… I was always closer to him than Aunt Mia. He understood… or at least I thought so.

Elliot's POV

She sobbed in my chest just like when she was younger. I saw her breaking down completely. Something is eating her slowly… I kept trying to calm her down. I wished I knew how to make her feel better… she held tight to me as if I was her last straw of breath. I kept comforting her, and soon, her cries turned into sniffles, until she was lost into a sleep.

I lifted her off, and let her rest on the couch, and went to call Taylor. He had to come up. He was the only one I trusted. He's a father just like I am, and he knew her best. At times I kept looking at her trying to see if she was breathing. Her chest was barely moving, and she had no colour. She was like a ghost… she was dying a painful slow death.

'Taylor…'

'Hey… it's me Elliot… Listen, can you come up to my office?'

'Yes sure… what's wrong?'

'Nothing… just come up please.' I replied as I hung up.

He didn't take long to arrive. I saw him panicked but once he saw that everything was fine, he remained calmed. He overlooked my niece, and I saw him tighten his jaw.

'What happened?'

'She confronted me… She's drained out…' I replied.

'We better call Mr. Grey…'

'Yeah…' I replied while I grabbed my phone, and dialled him.

He soon was there as well. He went straight to where Sera was sleeping, and ran his fingers through her hair. I saw my brother breaking down in an instant. He held her hand… and it was like she wasn't feeling…

'Christian…'

'Taylor… can you excuse us?'

'Yes Mr. Grey…' He replied as he left the office.

'What happened?'

'She cried herself to sleep…'

'I'm losing her Elliot… and I don't know what to do anymore!'

'Christian, you cannot lose hope… I did with Clarissa, and look what happened! I regret everything I said to her… Now we're on the road to recovery… but we're still not 100%...' I replied as I sat beside him.

'I only have one daughter… the only one that made me a father Elliot… and look at her…'

'Christian, you need to send her back to the hospital… It is a must!'

'She'll hate me…'

'She'll hate you now… but at least she won't die…'

'I have to talk this with Ana…'

'What does she say?'

'She said we only need to give her space… It's how her parents handled her anorexia…'

'Ana's anorexia was different Christian… We both know it…'

'I know… but what am I supposed to do?'

'What you think is best that will save your daughter's life!'

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