LOGINJoanne’s pov, I returned to the apartment and was not feeling sad anymore. About an hour ago, I felt badly hurt. It felt like ants were eating away my heart, but after she appeared in the picture, she was easily able to calm the storm in my heart. And she did not look like the kind of person who cared if I was rich, poor, or an average individual. Was it truly fated that we met each other?I noticed the dark circles in her eyes as she arrived in the restaurant. She must have tired herself out, because most of what I had seen and heard, being a single mother was more difficult than writing a math exam. But despite that, she made time to accommodate me. I don't think I need any reason not to fully accept her as my friend. She could be my friend, and it was even better that she was a jeweler like me. I smiled. My hand reached out to open the door in front of me, but I halted after thinking about something. Her husband was a big time scumbag for abandoning a stunning young lady l
When she lifted her head, her eyes were filled with tears and had reddened. Almost swelling.“We used to be in love with each other. We used to cherish and care for each other. But now, everything has changed simply because of a simple mistake I made. I mean, anybody could make such a mistake. So why did he have to take it very personally? We have even been apart from each other for a while now”. She said to me. Her voice was rough and filled with pain. I could easily tell. But I did not quite know the full story, and I did not want to be the one to ask her what actually happened, unless she was the one who wanted to tell me about it herself. I had not come to meet her at the restaurant to get nosy about her business. I had only come because she needed someone to talk to. “Have you tried admitting to him that it was your fault? Have you tried apologizing to him?”. I asked her, but she rose to her feet suddenly and slammed both her hands on the table. The plates and the glass cup
“Wait, wait. Just tell me what happened”. I said to her, because so far, she had not explained to me why she was like this. “I- I- it is not something that I can talk about over the phone with you. Please can you come over? I heard a baby's cry. It is okay if you can't come”. She said, not even waiting for me to reply to her whether I could come or not. I checked my cell phone, and seeing that the time was 3:57pm, I would not lie... I frowned a little bit because I was not in the mood to go out by this time of the day, when the sun was harsh, shining very brightly, and hot against the skin. “Tell me where you are. I am going to come meet you”. I told her, and she revealed that she was staying at the restaurant where we met each other for the first time. After that, the phone call ended, but then came a tired groan from me, combined with a heavy sigh. “Is this what having friends is all about? I guess it is time for me to experience such a thing”. I said to myself, before leaving
Adira's pov, It was afternoon, and I had bought Vincent most of the items I think he needed as a baby. Though most of the items had been recommended to me by the doctor I met moments ago.According to him, it was good for me to feed him milk, but he further stretched that I could add other food like yogurt, leafy greens, cut eggs, avocado, and so on. By the way, I remained in the living room, sitting on the floor, next to the table, while Vincent was lying inside a crib, which was close to me. He was fast asleep, and I could not have been happier. I never knew that taking care of a baby was so much hard work. My arms hurt from carrying him around when I was trying to make him fall asleep so that I could start my jewelry creation. With the jewelry items that Kai bought for me, I wanted to see the idea I could come up with. But thinking about my previous idea, I could not help but sigh in defeat. Of course, I could re-sketch the design if I wanted to, but there was a little prob
Micheal's pov, I left the living room without looking back, only for me to meet both Jordan and Maximus in the hallway. It seemed like they had been eavesdropping on me and Joanne the whole time. I was distracted, so I did not notice their presence. “What are you doing here?”. I asked them, because they were looking up at the ceiling, as if they were searching for some kind of rare treasure. It was even due to their suspicious behavior, of how they were looking around mindlessly, that made me understand that they had been eavesdropping on us. “What do you mean? We are doing nothing here”. Jordan replied to me. He was so clueless to the extent that he was not able to come up with a good excuse.I shook my head at both of them, and the thoughts about how they turned out to be my blood related uncles, had not escaped from my mind.How could these unserious two be my…?I lowered my head as I massaged my forehead, almost not believing it. “Though, is Joanne in her right mind, nephew?
“Michael”. I said, and calling him by his name has been weird for me lately, because usually, I called him babe or any other sweet name that was not his actual name.“What are you doing here?”. He asked me, and sounded very distant towards me. The cold shoulders he gave me hurt me deeply. He did not offer me to come into his penthouse, but that was the question he had to ask me, as if I was some kind of stranger to him. “Can you let me into your house first?”. I asked him, but he remained quiet. I feared that he was going to refuse me, but after staring at me for a little while, he moved out of the way. “Help yourself in”. He said to me, and I smiled. My guess was right. I knew that there was no way he was going to chase me away.I arrived inside the living room, and seeing the familiar setting of the living room, and breathing the familiar air, I could not help it and I began to reminisce about the past again.The past that I had not been able to get out of my head. I truly regr







