Nina's POV
We would like to sign a contract with you just like I stated in my mail to you. Our company is really intrigued by your new book titled "The Doctrines" and we are here with the contract for you to go through and sign. In the contract, all the benefits you will enjoy when we publish the book for you are stated there and the designs of your book cover as well as editing are inclusive." Mr. Gonzalez finished, stretching the contract to Stella, my secretary. She came in late and I was really mad at her. I sent her a message the night before for us to meet in the office. It was unlike her but I couldn't help the anger I was feeling. I felt going to a meeting with a client without my secretary would look so unprofessional.We got talking Immediately after introducing Daisy to them as my daughter. I could see the looks on their faces. They were from the Philippines and I signed my first book with them. We knew each other from day one of my career as a writerNina's POVMy first birthday with Daisy was a bit different from those of the previous years. First, neither Damien nor Amar was the first person to wish me a happy birthday.Then, Daisy insisted that we celebrate it in a big way, despite my protest. After much argument, I gave in but with a condition. Our guests were to be limited to my office colleagues, that was my condition.I knew celebrating my birthday in a big way will lead to something I would no longer be able to control. I guessed that was my fear and reason for keeping a low profile. Papparazis would be in attendance and virtually all information about my private life would be gathered and disseminated to the world before the next day.I loved my privacy but I couldn't imagine what would happen if news got to the world that Nina Gomez was a single mother who got pregnant out of wedlock for an Indian. Such news can ruin my reputation, the reputation I have been building for years, to prove my father wron
Daisy's POVA day before Nina's birthday, Nadia and I went out to get her a present. I didn't know what to get her because I felt she had all she wanted. It took me a great deal of time to decide on what to buy for her.I got her a limited edition of Glossier's The Gold set. It was a 14 karat plated gold and it adds shimmer to any outfit. I fell in love with the necklace and I was tempted to buy one for myself but it cost a fortune and my savings were already gone. Nina deserved it.My book was completed already and Larry had gone through my book, pointing out a few things to be corrected. We met five times during the first week of the month. He was a great editor.He also changed the title for me to a catchy and attention-grabbing one. He edited my synopsis and the whole outline before I sent it to Mr. Gonzalez's email.After he was done with the editing, he gave me the manuscript and I sent Mr. Gonzalez a message, telling him that I was r
"I guess we've missed a lot", Larry said as we ventured into the living room. We saw the cake being shared amongst the guests by Nadia."Yeah", I replied absent-mindedly. I was feeling tired all of a sudden."You look tired. You should rest." He suggested."Yes. I guess we would call it a night then", I told him and was about to leave them in the living room when he called me back."Daisy, I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable.""It's not you. The party preparation has worn me out. I've been awake since the break of dawn."Alright. Continue being strong", he squeezed my hand in assurance and I nodded. He pecked my cheeks.I was about to leave his presence when Nina showed up."Daisy, Larry, where have you two been to?" She eyed Larry, who was with a mischievous smile on his face."I took your daughter on a date", he told her."Is that true, Daisy?" Nina demanded from me.I didn't know if she fell for Larry's jokes or not as her
Daisy's POVThe birth of Ellah came unexpectedly...she was born prematurely. And it came as an eye-opener to me that the reality of motherhood was now at my doorstep.It was something I couldn't escape, something I couldn't let go of and the experience of labor was unforgettable.During labor, I remembered the pleasure her father and I both derived from producing her. And I was on the verge of cursing him when Nina burst into the labor room despite the protest from the nurses. She bluntly told them she was my mother and she was Nina Gomez. I felt like crying at that instant.My life took a great unexpected turn. There I was, trying to push out the only precious gift I got from my overnight stand, with a stranger beside me claiming to be my mother.I really felt like her daughter the moment she held my left hand, caressing it and whispering encouraging words to my ears.The anger I felt towards Daniel...or whatever his name is dissolved, when my ba
When I got back from the office with Nina, after having explained every file I had worked on during Stella's absence and even those I wasn't done with; it really took much of my time, more than I had expected.I had to rush the explanations of the last two files when I saw Nina already waiting for me. I was more than exhausted by the time we got home. I kissed Ellah goodnight when I entered her nursery as Nadia was dressing her up for bed. I thanked Nadia and went into my room.I grudgingly took a shower and before I knew it, I slept off without taking dinner.****I woke up late the next day, feeling lazy to get out of bed when Nina walked in to inform me about Ellah's ill health. That information brought back my strength from wherever it flew to in the first place and I rushed to my baby's room, leaving Nina still standing in my room.My baby was sick and peevish all through the night and I slept soundly like a log of wood. What sort of a mothe
Daisy's POVLarry wouldn't stop making me laugh with his silly jokes. I wonder why I was laughing that much and I realized it was long ago since I really felt that way...since I felt genuinely happy.I was just 17 but I already feel like I was a grown-up woman of 30 or 40. Is this what motherhood comes with? I asked myself.I was a bit fat during Ellah's pregnancy and even after her birth but I've been so keen on maintaining my shape before Ellah came into the picture.I remembered I had always wanted to add a bit of flesh to my skinny shape right from childhood, because of the mocks ny mates throws at me. But then I was scared. Scared of becoming an old woman. Scared of growing up. Scared of growing too fast. Ellah's birth was making me think, behave and talk like a grown-up. I was wiser than I was the previous year and I was more experienced with the realities of life. I loved that but I couldn't stop the feeling of fear that was buried deep inside of me. I couldn't fathom what brou
Daisy's POVI got an admission into the University of Nevada, two months to Ellah's first birthday. I had always wanted to study English related courses to improve my skills at writing. Even though I had lost hope on ever becoming a great author someday, Nina wouldn't hear that of me. And Larry too.Ever since the incident with him, our relationship with each other has been so casual. Nina noticed the coldness and questioned me. I told her Larry said he likes me and she urged me to let it work.I didn't expect that from her. I thought she was going to support my decision of remaining single, if not for anything but for my daughter. But Nina was against the fact that I rejected him, and my lost interest in writing."I've never seen Larry this serious since I've known him, Dee", she had told me. "Except for when work comes knocking, though."The way she called me Dee reminded me of Maria. She used to called Dee-dee.I was speechless at first.
Nina's POVNo matter how tight my hold was on the people I love, they always find a way to leave, leaving me with the shattered pieces of my broken heart. It's either I push them away thinking I was fulfilling all righteousness or they realize I was not worth it and they leave. The thought of this used to scare me a lotI was scared of losing Daisy and Ellah. I had grown attached to them. I barely missed having Damien around. My love for them was unconditional and it gladdens me whenever I see a smile on their faces, especially that of my innocent pretty Ellah.On Ellah's birthday, I woke up in good spirits. She was more like my granddaughter and sometimes, when I play with Ellah, the images of Debby keeps coming. She was the exact replica of Damien's twin sister, Debby. I did not know if that was why my love for her was immeasurable. I fu*king loved her with everything in me.Ellah was a year older and an epitome of beauty. I was sure her father was a very handsome guy,