The powerpoint did not turn out to be so bad, in fact I quite enjoyed the many special effects and pictures she had used to illustrate why we should move in with Robert. I don’t think I got the point across that we would probably move back into our own place after the baby is born, but that was a worry for later.
I messaged Kiara to try and make up with her, but she had not responded. I didn't even tell Robert that I had done that, because even though he wasn’t saying it, I knew he blamed Kiara for my lengthy hospital visit. Luckily for me, he was smart enough to keep that opinion to himself, and I just wanted my best friend back.His finger traced from my thigh to the curve of my hips and onto my ribs. Even with the fabric separating my skin from touching his, I still thoroughly enjoyed it when he touched me. His body was pressed against mine, my back against his front. We had fallen asleep like that and I always enjoyed it when he stayed in bed long enough fThe chef never disappointed, especially when he was told beforehand that there would be guests coming over.I had been raving about him to Kiara for months, so when the food was brought out she happily took a bite of the green mush, even if it did not look super appetizing. Elijah poked at it for a bit longer, until he saw Kiara’s eyes light up. He then also tried it and for the next five minutes, neither of them really gave any long answers.“I think we have unsuccessfully tried to keep business and our friendship separated.” I finally broke the silence. “So, knowing that, was it a mutually beneficial talk?” Elijah had taken a page from Robert’s book, so when they came back down I could not read from either of their faces whether or not they hated each other or were beginning to at least form a friendship. Kiara and Elijah were seated in front of us and Robert was to my right. Yet, Elijah was too busy with his food, so Robert answ
I had been fussing over what I wanted to wear for days. That was really a perk of having absolutely nothing to do and only being allowed to rest, I could worry over the little things.Too dressed up would make it seem like I was showing off, my regular ‘home’ outfit would seem like I did not care. Though Kiara had extensive knowledge of clothes, I did not. I had no idea which maternity wear came straight from the designer and which came straight from some knock off brand. I did not want to over do it, I did not want to under do it. It needed to be perfect.“You look nice.” Robert commented when he saw me. I stopped dead in my tracks.“Not too nice right?” I asked. He was sitting on the couch, with his tablet in front of him. I could not really see what he was doing on there, but I doubt he was playing Candy Crush. He looked me up and down.“You look… very nice?” He guessed. “Very pretty.”I r
I smiled when the car pulled up on the driveway. I always loved it when they used the one that did not have the windows tinted, because I could see the driver’s worried face when Clara practically pressed her entire face against the glass. She was making funny faces all the way until they finally stopped at the stairs. I opened the door for her.“When will you ever learn to be a respectable lady?” I sighed dramatically. Clara jumped out of the car, leaving behind her Totally Spies backpack, and hugged me tightly. She then started her rant on everything that happened on her last day of school before the summer break, while I grabbed her bag and both thanked the driver and apologized to him.“No need, Miss Adler.” The driver said to me with a smile. “She is my favourite to pick up.”
Clara happily nodded and ran off. I made us two cups of herbal tea and headed for the more comfortable living room. If she was going to roast my decisions, at least I’d have to hear it while sitting on a comfy sofa.“You’re a lot bigger than the last time I saw you.” Mrs King said. I put my hand on my bump and laughed.“I promise that the cake is just a one time thing.” I joked. “The rest is all the baby.”I thought I could see a smile on her face, but I was not sure. She stared at my hand on my bump for some time, while I was already thinking of responses to any mean comments she might say to me. She was not even the only person who had warned me not to date Robert, his own assistant had told me the very same thing.
We quietly walked down the hallway, but eventually the shouting became more distinct and I no longer feared that it was a home invasion, though this was not much worse.“It will be okay.” I told Clara, who was shaking in fear. That girl had been through too many traumatic events already, I was not going to let this become one.I internally cursed myself for leaving my phone in the dining room. I needed to call Robert, though his security definitely will as well. Eventually, Clara and I walked down the staircase to the main hall and I spotted a familiar face.“This is harassment at this point.” I said to him, but for once it was not met with a snarky comment or a smile.“We are operating well within the law, Miss Ad
My mind was broken into a thousand pieces. I could usually be calm and collected in the face of stress but now I can barely will my legs to move. “The driver will be here in five minutes.” Steph said to me. “Too late,” I responded. “I will drive myself.” Steph nodded and turned back to her own desk to continue working from there. I was almost at the end of the hallway when I forced myself to stop and turn back.“Steph?” I said. She looked up from her desk, as calm and professional as ever. “I am leaving you in charge. Dalia is my priority right now.”“Yes sir.” She answered and went right to it while I headed for the elevator. The truth was that even in a building filled with Harvard educated lawyers and the best business people in the world, the only person I would entrust my life’s work to was Steph. She knew how I ran it, she knew my vision for it and most of all: She was fie
Robert POVThe examination room was more spacious than I had expected it to be. It clearly was designed for a pregnant mother who needed to bring her child along, as it featured both a bed with stirrups and a small play area for the child. The doctor’s chair was now occupied by a woman with light blonde hair and a windbreaker jacket that read ‘Child Services’, while Clara was in the play area, but touching nothing. Her head snapped to the door when I walked in. Her big eyes welled up with tears and she got up from the floor. She didn’t dare run to me, as she would run to Dalia. Instead, she hesitated, waiting for me to make the first move. I got down on my knees and opened my arms for her. She realized it was okay and ran to me. She was clearly in hysterics, her eyes were red from crying and rubbing her eyes so often and her hair was half in a ponytail, half like she had been in a tropical hurricane. She only cried more when she hugged me. I
The pain never really went away. Though the doctors reassured us, and with us I mean mostly Robert, that both the baby and I were safe, it still did not make for a very comfortable stay. I was either high as hell on pain meds, or cranky because of the pain. It was very much taking a toll on my psyche, and then being told that I would need to stay here until I gave birth only made everything seem worse. “There is no need really,” I said. “Nothing exciting is happening, and Robert is constantly watching me like a hawk. Honestly, I never even have a moment to myself anymore.” Robert smiled at me and flipped me off, while I heard my brother laugh. In the spirit of our renewed relationship, I figured that I should probably tell him I had been hospitalized. He was luckily not brave enough to ask if he should take care of Clara, because that was really not a decisio