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Dedicating a whole five minutes one morning to begging her not to do anything she shouldn’t and then going ahead to prepare her a healthy breakfast of steak and vegetables because she just absolutely loved her meat, Brandon finally went and got ready for work, then devoted another five minutes into pleading with her to eat and rest. As a plus, he had somehow gotten the eight months pregnant Sherlie to leave work and come spend time with her. That afternoon, she ended up fussing over Sherlie and lulling her to sleep. Sherlie’s pregnancy wasn’t a walk in the park either and as she neared her due date, extra care had to be taken. Though, how she escaped the horrible nausea and got to go to work and do whatever she wanted, Beth didn’t know. Lucky.Rebalancing on the feet, Beth heaved and planted her hands on her waist. Looking up, she licked her dry lips and sighed. It was further than it looked. Pulling in a deep breath, she pushed up on her tiptoes again and stretched up as far as she c
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Brandon left a week later.Not being able to accompany him because her doctor had advised against it, and being fully aware that it was a five months long trip, Beth had spent numerous nights lying in tears and even more nights lying awake. Even though they spoke as much as they could over the phone and she fell asleep to the sound of his voice a lot of the time, it still wasn’t enough. Nothing beat his physical presence. At her eighth month, Jasmine and Byron had appeared at the house and bundled her and Lola away, much to Micah’s delight. Comforting herself with the fact that she was now an aunt, Beth took to caring for her new nephew, Malachi, Sherlie as much as she could. It was a welcome distraction herself from her loneliness, too. “Beth?” She had just put the sleeping Malachi in his crib. She turned and watched Sherlie enter.“There you are. He’s asleep?”She nodded, smiling.Sherlie had her hand and was pulling her out the next second. Beth rolled her eyes an
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EPILOGUE One year later Brandon had travelled exactly six months after the birth of his daughter, needing to complete the project in Australia and then another in Africa. They had made a habit of speaking over video calls every day, and while it was not what Brandon wanted, he still got to watch his daughter grow. He got to hear her say her first words and was even lucky enough to see her take her first steps. Bernice was one of those kids who maintained their hair and eye colors from birth and she was absolutely gorgeous. Every time he looked at his daughter and woman, he couldn’t help but feel so thankful and protective. What would he do when she was grown enough to start going out with boys? It rose his blood pressure just thinking about it. Beth was just happy she had had Brandon for the early stages because heaven knew that it hadn’t been easy. Bernice had turned one just two days ago and was already walking, howbeit unsteadily, pronouncing a few words, had a small set o
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It was a sunny and hot Sunday evening. Elizabeth Francesca West looked around the house, sighing in frustrated helplessness. Nothing was going right. Everything was barely managing to work and what was worse was she couldn't do more than she was already doing, about anything. She'd lost her dad at the age of fifteen and soon after, her mom had developed a Heart Sarcoma. Paying the hospital bills had been possible back then because as soon as she'd pushed through and came out of the university with an MBA, she'd got a job as a business analyst and double tasked as a P.A for one of america's top gas and oil companies. The pay was great. She was fantastic at her job. She only lost it because the company had declaredbankruptcy and that was two years ago. Whatever she saved up, she'd used for her mother's treatment, all while trying to get a job but somehow, it had not clicked yet. Now that her savings were almost gone, she was stuck. Her mom's next hospital appointment was in a few days
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Beth awoke early the next morning with a beaming smile on her face, instantly alight with hope and excitement. She prayed, went into the small bathroom and dressed into her top and skirt. She slipped on her black flats, picked up her folder and slung her favourite black handbag over her shoulder. Taking a glance at herself in the mirror, she shook her head and began to wrestle her overly full head of curly honey coloured hair into a ponytail. Satisfied, she scanned her face. With her cat shaped and sharp brown eyes framed by long lashes looking as alive as ever, her small pointed nose without a dull shadow or grease, and her full cupid's bow lips stretched with a carefree smile, dipping into deep dimples at the middle of her cheeks, she nodded to herself, laughed and stepped out of her room. She walked hastily into her mother's."Buongiorno, mamma!" She greeted with a brilliant smile."Good morning, sweetie," Sarah responded, standing in the middle of her small room, right in her praye
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As soon as Beth had told her mom what had happened, Sarah had then dragged her out to a mall for shopping, no excuses permitted. Guilt had set in and Sarah had light scolded her for giving in to her temper like that, but had also admonished her to do away with the guilt. After four whole hours of shopping, they proceeded to eat out and walk around the city for a while. The rest of the day turned out to be very fun and exciting. The next day, she went back to the coffee shop, confident and comfortable and she kept that mindset going. Her new clothes had been spot on and so far, everything was fine. Even for Wade industries. She'd seen it on TV. Oh well, Lucky him. She was right. Later that day, he'd gone in as meekly as he could to his employees and had given a few of them free reign to tell him what they really felt. He was an asshole and a lot of heads had nodded to that. Turns out he really hadn't been listening and honestly, the amount of them who feared him, baffled him. Was he re
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Brandon sat in his car, waiting and thinking. Beth was the woman who'd entered into his office, but barged into his head. His current interest. Brian's fiancee's best friend. Steven's crazy obsession. Brian's definition of the word, "Innocent."His bet. He had one question though. She was a very intelligent and brave woman. Why was she working in a coffee shop?As a car zoomed by, waking his drifting mind, he looked at his watch. The time showed 9:45 a. m.It was a good thing he'd dressed in his stoota black tracksuit set. He pulled his hood up, got out of his sleek black porsche 911 and took brisk steps to the coffee shop. As he entered, a bell rang above his head. He took in the busy place filled with business men and women, and slid into a secluded booth by the wall. The shop looked very stylish, yet, had certain touches of a throwback diner. Very smart design. Beautiful place. Just as he was about to pull off his hood, a woman came out the back, balancing two plates in her han
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The shop was filled up by evening with teenagers and adults coming in. Brandon watched Beth weave between customers like a pro, with that smile on her face. She looked very happy to be of assistance. Actually happy. How many people did he know, who were genuinely happy to help? Beth couldn't help but watch out for Brandon and that annoyed her. He was supposed to go but he wasn't leaving. The fact that he'd said he was waiting for her, made her feel responsible for him. What he ate, where he sat, if he was feeling disturbed in any way and all of that. She felt responsible for him. What irked her even more was that Jackie had showed up, but had gone straight to Brandon and began talking to him like he was the YIN to her YANG. Due to the inflow of customers, Beth had to stay later then intended and all the while, Brandon watched her selfishly. She sighed as she turned the sign and stepped out with Brandon, locking the door. Her small phone showed that the time was 10:25 p.m. "You look
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