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-Rachael- EARLIER TODAY… “I didn't know what to expect from dinner. But I'm glad I came. I'm looking forward to getting to know you.” I said to Evelyn the moment we stepped out of the restaurant into the warmth of the evening air. A smile tugged her lips. The kind of smile that had lots of things to say, but didn't. Then she nodded. “Me too.” She dipped her hand into her bag, and pulled out something. A box. It wasn't much to look at. Brown cardboard, a little worn at the corners. The lid was secured with a faded blue ribbon that looked like she'd tied and untied it way too many times. Yet she held it preciously. I blinked when she held it out to me. “For me?” A smile spread across her face. I didn't have a word for her face yet, but I liked her face. In a way, it reminded me of warmth and maybe, hope. “For you.” I took it from her. “What's inside?” “If I tell you, it won't be a surprise.” I chuckled faintly. The smile stayed on her face. The awkwardness from our fir
-Eve-I barely made it to the restroom.The gala had dissolved into chaos after Jonathan's arrest. Investors were shouting. Reporters were swarming the exits. Security was moving through the crowd.For a few minutes, I had forgotten about the pressure building in my bladder. The moment the commotion started, it was the first chance I'd had to slip away. You know that feeling where the pressure heightens the closer you get to the bathroom, that was the one.I bolted to the bathroom, and relieved myself. As a staff, one of the rules was to stay still throughout the event.But after seeing Alex a couple of hours ago, I got upset. And drank too much water. Which didn't exactly make sense.When I stepped back into the hallway, I froze.I heard familiar voices. I would've kept walking if I hadn't heard Alex's name.My feet stopped before my brain could catch up.The voices were coming from around the corner.The voices belonged to Alex and Vanessa. I should have kept walking though, I didn
-Dominic-At exactly seven-thirty, the event commenced. Hopefully, it was everything Mom had envisioned.For the first time in the hotel's history, the gala wasn't attended solely by investors and partners. Staff members who had served the hotel since its opening had also been invited. It was a celebration of legacy in every sense of the word.Yet despite the music, the applause, and the carefully curated atmosphere, my mind remained fixed on one thing.Caxdon Hospitality.And what I'd discovered.When Mom was finally called to the stage, a sense of foreboding settled in my chest.As she stepped into the spotlight, the room erupted in applause.At the executive table, Father and Uncle Jon sat surrounded by key investors, their faces etched with confidence.Like Uncle Jon had said earlier, tonight was about certainty, about controlling the story.She thanked the guests for attending. She spoke of growth, sacrifice, and the people who had built the hospitality division into what it was
-Dominic-Saturday had finally arrived, and in a few hours, the legacy event gala would officially commence. It had been a long week of activities, and unexpected turns.Speaking of unexpected turns, my mind went to Eve. It was the last place I thought I’d see her. Then again, I wasn’t quite surprised.I saw her argue with Alex that day, and now except I was imagining things, I was hearing their voices again.Somewhere along the empty stretch of hallways at the hotel.I paused in my tracks. Listened.They were talking about that day. “You’ve been ignoring my calls, it's been four days.” Alex said, “I wasn’t thinking, I should have considered how you felt before I made that decision. Please, let me make it up to you. Please.”Silence.Then a small sigh. “You’re a guest, I’m a staff. Let’s talk after the gala.”Then she started walking in my direction, and I resumed walking. When she reached in front of me, she paused, and turned.Red crawled up her neck to her cheeks, and without a w
-Evelyn-“Mom, who were you with earlier on the phone?” Eve asked, raising her hand to hail a cab.“Um, it's a caller from a job I applied to. Apparently I'm too old for the role.” I lied smoothly.“You're going to find something. Eventually.” She assured me.I nodded, feeling grateful. “And thank you for today, Eve.” I reached for her hand gently squeezing it.“You're welcome.”“You go ahead. I have to meet up with someone in an hour.”A smirk curled on her lips. “It's not Robert, is it?”“Robert? How did—”“I saw you secretly texting him at the table.” She grinned.Heat rushed to my cheeks like a teenager caught with a crush. It was ridiculous to be this embarrassed at forty-eight.“Are you two already dating?”“We're not dating. Yet.” I tried—and failed—to sound casual. “And it's not Robby—”“Ooh. Robby, huh?” Her grin widened.“Eve.”“You two should just go out already.”“We are. We're having dinner at his place on Sunday.”Her eyes lit up. “That's a good thing.”“Yeah. I think so
-Evelyn-“I'm sorry.” The words hung heavy in the air. My heart slammed hard against my chest as I waited expectantly for a response.Instead, she simply nodded. Was that acceptance? My mind wondered.Then finally spoke. It was slow, measured and hesitant.“Did you… want me?” I finally got the courage to meet her gaze. Her eyes were just like mine. I slowly nodded. “More than anything—”“Then why?” There was sharpness in her tone.A lump formed in my throat, but I swallowed and steadied myself. “I was eighteen, I didn't have a real support system. Every decision I made felt wrong.”“Eve told me you didn't know everything about the adoption.” She quietly admitted.“Yes.” I said. “My in-laws made me look unstable, and had my ex-husband sign the adoption papers. I came home one day,” I paused, forcing back tears. “And you were gone.”She nodded again. It seemed to be a coping habit. I continued. “I didn't give up, you were taken away from me. And I should have fought harder for you.
-Dominic-The loud banging in my head woke me up—no, not my head. It was the door.Fuck, I shouldn’t have drank so much. Someone—maybe more than one person, was pounding on it, stabbing the doorbell like they were trying to break it.I let out a small sigh as I got on my feet, dragging my way acro
-Eve-I turned in the direction of the voice and froze in my seat.It was a kid. A boy.He was around eight or nine. Brown hair, brown eyes. The spitting image of my father.Before I could answer, the door opened and my father appeared in the doorway.“I asked you to stop wandering,” he said to the
-Alex-When I went to Eve’s place an hour ago, Sally told me she’d be at the hospital.When she stormed out of her mother’s room and we collided, I saw her tears and got worried.“Eve?” I called, “What’s wrong?”She stared at me briefly, as if trying to find the right words.“I’m fine,” she murmure
-Eve-I’d heard of dark family secrets, twisted affairs, things best left unspoken. But a hidden sibling? That was something I never imagined. A sister.Suddenly, my world felt a little bigger. And I felt curious. Clueless.I shook my thoughts away and focused on the bookstore. My mother’s old boo







