The aroma of spices filled the air, dancing around the kitchen like a warm, familiar song. Leah stood in front of the cooking gas, her left hand stirring a pot while her right hovered over her laptop keyboard. She typed really quickly, like she was conducting a delicate symphony of taste and deadlines. A pot of simmering stew bubbled beside her, and her brow furrowed in concentration as she typed a quick email.Jeremy walked in, leaning on the kitchen doorway. He wore a soft smile and a hoodie that hugged his shoulders perfectly. His eyes scanned the scene: the laptop placed on the counter, Leah in her apron multitasking, the smell of peppers, tomatoes, and spices blending into something divine."Babe," he said, stepping closer. "You're doing too much."Leah didn't even look up, just chuckled and said, "I'm fine. Just trying to finish this email while the stew softens."Jeremy walked over, gently took the spoon from her hand, and moved her laptop a safe distance from the stove. "No.
Leah and Jeremy stepped into the office together, looking like a picture straight out of a fashion magazine. Leah wore a pastel blue blouse tucked into a high-waisted cream skirt that complimented her figure effortlessly. Jeremy looked equally dashing in his charcoal grey suit, open-collar shirt, and confident smile.As they walked through the corridor, soft murmurs and admiring eyes followed them. The staff members stood to greet them with respectful nods and warm smiles. It was no secret that the power couple had become the heartbeat of the newly merged company."Good morning, Mr. Jeremy. Good morning, Ms. Leah," a few voices echoed."Good morning," Leah replied warmly, flashing a smile as she walked past."Morning, guys," Jeremy added, his voice light.As they reached the elevator, a new face approached them. She was a petite woman in her mid-twenties with glossy black hair tied into a low bun. Her eyes sparkled as she stepped forward with confident grace."Good morning, sir, ma'am
Maggie and Alfred had checked into a luxurious suite for their honeymoon. Their wedding ceremony had been magical, heartfelt, and full of laughter. Family and friends had gathered around them, not just to celebrate their union, but to honor the second chance that life and love had given them.Maggie stood by the window, her hair let down, brushing softly against her shoulders. She had changed into a silk nightgown—simple, elegant, and ivory white. Alfred, behind her, watched her reflection in the glass. He stepped closer, wrapping his arms around her waist."You look beautiful," he whispered, kissing the back of her neck.She smiled and leaned into his warmth. "And you look incredibly handsome in that robe."They both chuckled. The laughter slowly faded into a comfortable silence. They were together now. Officially. No longer bound by what had been, but united in what was to come.Alfred turned her around to face him. "Maggie," he said softly, holding her hand, "I know life has throw
The sun poured gently across the lush green fields of the estate, blessing the day with warmth and brightness. Birds sang from the trees, flowers danced to the tune of a calm breeze, and every face present seemed to glow with joy. Today wasn’t just any day. It was Maggie and Alfred’s wedding day.Maggie stood in front of the mirror, her hands gently adjusting the lace sleeves of her white dress. It was elegant and modest, yet it highlighted the glow on her face. There was a certain peace in her eyes, a joy that came not just from marrying the man she loved, but from seeing her son understand and stand by her despite everything."You look beautiful," Leah said softly as she stepped into the room. She was dressed in a pastel pink gown that hugged her frame gently. Her hair was pulled back, with loose curls cascading down her shoulder.Maggie turned to look at her and smiled, her eyes glistening. "Do I really?"Leah stepped closer and held her hand. "You look like someone who just took a
Jeremy stood frozen, his eyes glued to the screen of his phone. The image before him was something he could never have imagined, not in a million years. It wasn’t just the photograph that stunned him, but the implications, the questions it raised, and the man behind it all.The air in the room thickened with tension. Leah watched him silently, her face calm and composed, but there was a softness in her eyes that showed she understood how heavy this moment was for him."You already knew," Jeremy said slowly, his voice edged with disbelief as he looked up at her. "You knew about this?"Leah nodded gently. "Yes. Maggie told me."Jeremy looked back at the phone in his hand, the image still displayed. His mother, in a compromising pose, a younger version of her, clearly taken without her knowledge or permission."When?" he asked."A few days ago," Leah said. "Jeremy, this was years before you were even born. She was young, maybe even younger than we are now. People make mistakes, and it's
Alfred stood by the window in the living room, his hands tucked into his pockets as he stared outside, not really looking at anything in particular. The clouds were beginning to gather, casting a grey tone over the peaceful neighborhood. But inside the house, things were far from peaceful, at least not in Maggie's heart.She stood a few feet behind him, her fingers nervously wrapped around each other. She kept wondering how he knew. Who told him? Was it that man? Did he go to Alfred?Maggie swallowed hard and took a step forward.“You said you know,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.Alfred turned slowly. His face was calm, too calm. That scared her more than if he had been shouting. She had expected anger, shock, anything—just not this soft gaze filled with concern and not a hint of judgement.“I do,” he said gently. “But I want to hear it from you.”Her throat went dry. “How did you find out?”He didn’t answer right away. Instead, he motioned for her to sit. She obeyed, sitt
The early morning light streamed into the office as Leah sat across from Jeremy in the boardroom. Her hands rested on the smooth table, fingers gently drumming a rhythm born out of thought, not nerves. Papers were neatly stacked in front of them, along with two cups of untouched coffee.They hadn’t had the time to have this conversation for weeks—maybe even months. But now that the chaos had calmed and the storm had passed, it was time.Leah was the first to speak.“So,” she said softly, not sure how else to begin. “What happens now?”Jeremy leaned back in his chair, his eyes calm but attentive. “With what?”“Our companies,” she said. “They were merged for a reason. That reason no longer exists. Do you… do you have plans to separate them?”Jeremy didn’t answer immediately. He looked at her, really looked at her, as though trying to see past the question into what she was truly asking. When he finally spoke, his voice was measured and thoughtful.“Is it necessary?” he asked.Leah blink
Maggie stepped out of the car, her heart pounding with nervous anticipation. The afternoon sun shone brightly. Her hands trembled slightly as she clutched her purse.Alfred stepped out of the car after her, noticing the anxiety etched across her face. He gently reached for her hand and held it firmly. "Do you want me to go in with you?"Maggie hesitated. "No, Alfred. You should probably go back home. It’s nothing I can't handle, I’m sure."But Alfred wasn’t having it. He squeezed her hand with gentle reassurance. "I insist. Whatever it is, we’ll face it together."That melted her resolve. She smiled faintly and nodded. "Okay. Thank you."Together, hand in hand, they walked up to the door. Maggie inhaled deeply and pressed the bell. After a second, she turned the knob and pushed the door open.The aroma of delicious food instantly filled their nostrils. It smelled like fresh spices, grilled chicken, and something sweet baking in the oven. For a moment, Maggie forgot her anxiety."Hello
The atmosphere seemed to have changed for good. It felt like joy had finally taken root and was blooming beautifully. After so many years of tears, pain, betrayal, and heartbreak, Maggie was finally getting her fairy tale. And the man holding her heart? None other than Alfred, the same man she’d loved deeply in the past, the one who’d made her cry, and now, the one making her smile again.A wedding was being planned.Yay!It wasn’t just any wedding. It was Maggie and Alfred’s wedding. And it was going to be beautiful.Everyone was excited and anticipating the D day.The two lovebirds were like teenagers, always whispering sweet things into each other’s ears. Sometimes, they'd sneak out of the house just to take long walks or go on simple dinner dates, even though everyone already knew they were deeply in love.They were always on the phone with each other. Alfred could just drop Maggie off and still call to check on her.Maggie would blush whenever Alfred told her she looked beautifu