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DON'T BEG ME NOW, MR. ARMSTRONG 045
~~Joan~~It had been three days since I sent Dean an email.Three days of checking my inbox more times than I cared to admit, for reasons I wasn't proud of. Three days of obsessing over the man I hated more than anything in the world. I sat behind my desk, my laptop open in front of me, my eyes fixed on the screen without actually reading anything on it.Why hadn’t he replied?It didn’t make sense.He didn't know I knew about the test he did, and he was supposed to be trying to convince me, so why hadn't he replied?Anyone would’ve been excited to get an email from me—including him. I hated that he wasn’t.My fingers hovered over the trackpad before I refreshed my inbox again.Still, nothing.I leaned back in my chair, pressing my lips together.This was ridiculous.I wasn’t supposed to be waiting on him like this. I hadn't waited for anyone in years, and he wasn't going to be the reason I started doing so again. If he didn't reply, I was going to find another way to make whatever h
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~~Brandon~~The table fell silent after Joan's words. A slow frown made its way to my face as I looked between her and my grandfather, who just looked like it was every other day's news. I thought he'd have shown more reaction to the information.I wasn't actively involved in Joan's life, but I already felt anger for her sake. I understood, from the way she said it, that she hadn't granted him the test. Victor simply dabbed the corner of his mouth with his napkin, then set it down neatly, taking his time to speak. "Has he gotten the results yet?" he finally asked. "He has," Joan responded. "Madeline gave me a copy of them." Finally, a visible reaction passed through Victor's features. His eyebrows twitched. "Madeline? Isn't she..." "Dean's wife, yes." "What a surprise," he mumbled. "Did you put her up to it?" Joan shook her head. "No. I hadn't even known he'd done that until she called me. This afternoon." He hummed under his breath, seemingly thinking of something. No one
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I hesitated to answer, looking at Brandon. He also looked unsure. Victor had told us what we needed to know, yes, but because he was who he was, I was certain he'd left out some things he hadn't wanted us to know. The doctor looked between us, then chuckled lightly. "I'll take it he didn't?"Whatever he saw in our expressions confirmed it. He exhaled through his mouth. "I should've expected. Victor was very adamant about not telling anyone for years. I'm even surprised you both are here." "He's a stubborn man," Brandon said. "He is."'And proud,' I wanted to add. But that was something I only thought to myself. I couldn't say such things without context about the man who'd almost literally fixed my life. The doctor sounded like they knew each other outside of the hospital. And judging by the way he called Victor by his name, I was sure they did. He looked to be around Victor's age, probably a few years younger, so I wasn't too surprised.He gestured at the seats. "You might wan
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By the time I pulled into the driveway, the sky had begun to soften into evening.Kai had gotten quiet during the drive, no doubt the sugar wearing off, and exhaustion from the day starting to seep in. I'd purposely let him have more ice cream than he should've had on a weekday for that reason. I felt a little guilty about it, but I needed him tired so he'd be asleep when I was leaving with Victor, and wouldn't notice either of our absence. It was good to see it was already happening. I parked the car and stepped out, rounding to Kai’s side just as the front door opened.When I looked up, Victor was stepping out, already dressed to leave. My brows pulled in a frown as I watched him. Had he forgotten that he was supposed to wait for me?He began walking to his car that his driver had parked in front of the house, and that was when he deemed it worthy to look up. I thought he hadn't noticed me at first, but he immediately found us, and I could've sworn surprise flickered in his eye
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The ice cream parlor was small but lively, filled with soft chatter and the faint sweetness of sugar lingering in the air. We found a table by the window after ordering, the boys already engrossed in their cups like nothing else in the world mattered. I watched Kai as he carefully tried to keep his ice cream from dripping, his brows furrowed in concentration. Despite his attempts, some moisture landed on his shirt, and I chuckled to myself. I wondered when he was going to realize it was always a losing battle between him and ice cream. "You’re a really attentive mom," Cassandra said suddenly. Taking my attention from him, my eyes snapped to her. "I do what I can." She smiled. "It shows." A few moments later, she leaned back slightly in her seat. "So," she began casually, "I didn’t expect to run into you again this soon." "Neither did I," I told her honestly. Then, remembering my first thought when we met, I added, "I'm glad we did, actually. I think the pen you l
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By the time I reached Kai’s school, children were already gathering near the gates as parents lingered nearby, some engaged in quiet conversations, others scrolling through their phones as they waited. I spotted Kai almost immediately. I could spot him even in a crowd of people—as long as those people weren't taller than him. It was my mom senses. He was standing with a small group of children, the ones I'd seen him with several times, laughing about something, his head tipped back slightly in a way that made him look so carefree it tugged at something in my chest. For a moment, the tightness I’d carried with me all afternoon eased. My son's happiness was more important to me than anything in the world, and I was glad that he still had that. He was untouched by everything that was already beginning to circle around him. Just as I started walking toward him, someone bumped lightly into my shoulder. "Oh—sorry!" I turned, instinctively stepping back. And then, I blinked
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