I laid in the comfy bed, staring up at the perfectly white ceiling. Clara was softly mumbling in her sleep beside me, her body all curled together in a fetal position. I placed my hand on my bump.
We had spent the last three days here, but tomorrow we would leave. I found a nice apartment in a better neighbourhood than before. Robert would be paying rent while I was pregnant, but even after I would still be able to afford it. It was in a great and colourful neighbourhood, with loads of (legal) street art and even a little flower shop right outside our building. It was perfect.
I patted the bump. It really was perfect, but it would still take some time for it to become our home like our last house was. It still hurt me that I would never get to see it again. There was already some furniture in the house, but buying a new mattress was high on the priority list.
I quietly got out of the bed. I was never going to fall asleep. I could postpone it every other ni
My last apartment didn’t have a doorbell. It kept getting stolen off the wall and I grew tired of paying $30 every time to replace it. That’s why every time someone ran my doorbell in my new apartment I figured it must be on TV.“Sorry,” I apologised to Kiara after she had to ring three times until I realised. “Come in.”Kiara still smiled when she saw me, but it wasn’t her usual bright smile. She was unsure, because she had seen the tabloids with me and Robert in it. She didn’t know he was a billionaire, and the tabloids had certainly kept digging up things about my past.Over the last two days, I had looked through some nearby thrift shops, another pro to living in an artsy neighbourhood, and found a wooden dining room table, a closet for in my bedroom and some new toys for Clara. This was the first time she had her own room in my house, and we were determined to make the most of it.“Oh,
I massaged the side of my bump. The weird pains popped up every now and then, mainly when something stressful was happening. Today they almost didn’t stop.I could see Clara playing through the glass. She had a blonde barbie in her hand and pointed to it when she spoke to the woman. The entire room was decorated like a playroom, with colourful walls and a soft floor. The only thing that wasn’t decorated as though a rainbow threw up over it was the woman. She wore a black pants suit.She was from social services. I was told to bring Clara so they could talk to her on ‘neutral’ ground, rather than at her school or the new apartment. I watched as Clara handed the woman the barbie she had been talking about while she went to grab a new one herself.I smiled to myself. That was Clara. The woman was incredibly patient, but even I could see that Clara was way too easily distracted by all the shiny toys to answer any long questions. Clara w
The weather was slowly getting colder as fall was setting in. I was glad that the warm weeks of summer were finally over, it made wearing baggy clothes a lot easier.The driver had the airconditioning cranked up to freezer setting though. I knew that I should probably say something if it bothered me, but he had to spend all day in this car and I would only be here for fifteen minutes tops.
Kiara definitely helped with making my apartment look like it was straight out of a magazine. I texted her photos of newly arriving packages every day, and she told me where to put it and how to dress it up. Of course, anything made out of glass didn’t last longer than a day in a household with Clara, but the sentiment was nice.I stretched out my sore muscles. Clara needed some time to adjust to the new apartment, so getting her to sleep was a part time job at this point. I read her books and told her stories, I even dared to sing her a lullaby. Nothing I did helped with calming her down
I couldn’t go to the hospital to visit Kiara, it wasn’t my place. However the following day I received a text message from her boyfriend Elijah.Melody was born at 5:33 this morning, both she and her mother are happy and healthy.
Another twist in the story of Robert King’s love life. The famous CEO was recently reported to have gotten a mystery girl pregnant, and more information continues to leak out about her every day. She is by no means an angel, with a background of drugs, prostitution and a previous pregnancy by a mystery man. Today she was tagged in the picture of Instagram influencer Kiara Day, holding the young model’s newborn daughter. Is this a ploy by King to make his new girlfriend more likeable? Or does she have ulterior motives?
I stretched out my sore muscles. I wasn't on official bed rest, but Robert had made it clear to me that I wasn't allowed to do anything. I was beginning to wonder if I had seen every single show on Netflix already, and if I hadn't I would surely have seen them all before the end of this pregnancy.My hand was on my small bump more often than not now. My original plan had been to hide it as long as I could from Clara, so I wouldn't remind her of it and she'd forget all about the baby as soon as possible, but that was no longer in the cards for us. It seemed almost childish that I had thought it was really possible to do that.My phone screen turned on, and I saw I was receiving a call from Lewis. He had been acting kind of weird lately, only giving dry responses to my messages and completely dodging my questions about meeting up so he could show me where he goes to school. I didn't feel like I was in a position to ask anything of him, seeing as I was pregnant with
I knew that I shouldn't expect him to pick up the moment I called. I wasn't even sure if he was in jail or not, though I already knew he had a great team of lawyers so he wouldn't be in there for very long. Still, I had no idea of knowing what was going on.Lewis quickly drifted to the back of my mind. I still felt an overwhelming feeling of disappointment when something did remind me of him, but my main worries were my sister and Robert. If he goes to jail... What happens with us?It has been five days since the raid at the King building had happened, yet not a lot of new information had been leaking out. Robert released an official press statement, obviously claiming he was innocent of all charges and that he would be more than happy to show that in a court of law. Yet so far he was only suspected of the charges, the FBI hadn't pressed any charges."Thanks again." I said when Elijah opened the door. I waved at Kiara, who was sitting on the couch wi