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CHAPTER SEVEN
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Cars sped on the highway with reckless abandon, and my eyes followed them. In my mind, we were playing a game—one that I had created and was yet to give a name to—and I would follow their light as they sped by, and they would help keep my eyes from straying to Cameron’s face. I could not bear to see the look of pity on his face after the story that I had told him. The story of how I got to be in this situation, of how I lost everything and, on top of that, became a mother to two children,. Cameron was yet to speak. What could he say? What could he do that would change the course of events that occurred just after our college years? There was nothing for any of us to say, and we just sat there and watched the road. The food he had ordered was sitting between us, cold and untouched. “I’m sorry, Lana.” He started. “You had to go through all of this.”I smiled sadly, but my eyes remained on the road. “Everyone has had their share of life, I’m sure.” I replied. He took my hand, which r
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Monday arrived quite fast. I had taken the rest of the week to prepare adequately for the resumption. I stopped in front of the mirror, and the woman stared back at me. She was beautiful, determined, resilient, and confident, and she was me. I held my hair in a neat, tight bun over my head and left a few strands to fall over my face.I was keen on creating a good first impression, but I did not want to appear overly serious. For my clothes, I dug into my old clothes. I still had a few luxury dresses—the ones I had not sold off—and most of them still fit. I wore long suit pants that were tight from the stomach down to the knees and free from there, and I tucked in a blue shirt. I did not put too much make-up on my face; using only lip gloss and mascara, I felt I was ready to go. I stepped out of my room, taking in the empty house. Darby had taken the twins to her restaurant early this morning. She had wished me all the luck before she left. I grabbed my bag, which sat on the couch,
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The CEO was gone, I was told. I was away on a business trip, so therefore, I had the whole of this floor to myself. I imagined what it would be like. Is he coming back to learn of my employment, or did he already know of it?I shook my head as though the action would help dispel the thought from my mind. It did. The office that I had been given was quite bare. It was as though it had not been used before, but I knew better. I could smell the hints of paint that had been used on the walls in an attempt to mask the presence of the office’s previous owner. The book cabinet and file storage are new, along with the desk and seats, which I now occupy. Arranged neatly on the large desk were a stash of sticky notes, a name tag, which carried my full name and position, a folder that I had yet to open, a desktop, a smaller laptop in the corner, and a tablet, which I assumed to be the advanced equivalent of a jotter and planner. I picked up the name tag and pinned it to my chest. It looked goo
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I heard the blast of the speakers from the ground floor, and I could tell what room the sound was coming from. The waiting boy, who had been changed no more than seven times since taking up residence here (yes, I kept counting), gave me a strange expression. I smiled at him. Darby had the children in her arms and was gliding across the room. I believe I can fly because R. Kelly was playing and she sang along. I smiled and walked to a couch. She had not even noticed me come in. “Darby.” I shouted, trying to raise my voice above the blasting speakers and hers too. “Darby!!” I shouted again, but she could hardly hear me. Sighing, I stood up from the chair and approached her. “Darby.” I touched her arm, and she jumped. Quickly, I took the children from her while she picked up the remote and turned off the audio player. “You startled me.” She said this, putting her hand on her chest. “When did you come in?”I shook my head disapprovingly. “I could hear the speakers from four blocks aw
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Cameron called again. I don’t know what this feeling within me is, but it is similar to what I used to feel for André before everything. It is tingly, and it tickles. Well, since I was smiling through the entirety of the call for no good reason, I must watch myself. It would be wrong for me if I, with my eyes wide open and a past full of experiences, allowed myself to repeat Andre all over again. We would not be able to meet tomorrow anymore. Cameron and I. He had to reschedule his flight because something came up. I did not mind. I was almost late for work myself. I rushed through preparing the kids for Darby and rushed through breakfast.Darby arrived just as I was about to leave. She had a frown on her face. “Good morning, Darby.” I greeted her with a smile on my face and placed a kiss on her face. “I’ve prepared them. Their food is in the warmer, and I packed their clothes and extra nappies. They’re in the bag.”I rushed to the door. Darby was saying something, but I was not l
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