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I Have Nothing Good To Wish Them

Pen Seal
last update Veröffentlichungsdatum: 17.12.2025 14:34:38

The grocery bags felt heavier than they should have as Melody wheeled the cart across the parking lot, but it wasn’t the weight of the items inside that slowed her steps. It was her thoughts layered, tangled, refusing to settle. The late afternoon air was cold enough to bite, yet her cheeks were warm, her chest oddly light.

That was really thoughtful of Blake.

The thought slipped in again, uninvited, settling comfortably where it didn’t belong. She pressed her lips together, almost annoyed at h
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  • The Christmas Contract    Starting Over Again

    Logan was spending the day with his mum, he offered to drive her for her doctor's appointment later in the day and since it was the weekend, he figured it would be great to just take a swim in the pool and unwind.He wanted to call Daniel to come join him but he figured that was a bad idea because Tara was always with him every free time he had. He's known Daniel for the longest time and this was the only relationship he didn't complain about. It feels like him and Tara were made just for each other.Whenever he thinks about how happy his friend is, he automatically feels sorry for his lonely self.Since he didn't have company except him, he spent almost two hours in and out of the pool. As he got out, he wrapped the towel around his waist as he stepped inside. He walked straight to his bar and poured himself a glass of whiskey before checking his messages.Almost immediately the hospital email caught his eyes and without even blinking he opened it and read its content. His eyes drop

  • The Christmas Contract    Mel's Safe Café

    One Month Later“Yes, ma’am, you ordered a cappuccino and a croissant,” Melody said, her voice warm but steady despite the lingering fatigue in her bones. “Here you go.”The young woman in front of her smiled, clearly pleased, and took the tray with a quick thank you before stepping aside to make room for the next customer. Melody watched her go for a second, before she allowed herself to exhale. That had been her last order before her break, and she could feel it deep in her shoulders, in her lower back, in the slow, constant heaviness that came with carrying not just a business, but a life inside her.“Alright, guys, I’ll be in the kitchen,” she called over her shoulder, already untying the front of her apron as she stepped away from the counter. The café buzzed behind her, orders being called, machines hissing, light chatter filling the air like background music and for a moment, just a brief moment, she paused and looked around.It was full. Tables occupied, staff moving efficient

  • The Christmas Contract    Served To Run A Paternity Test

    The suitcase clicked shut, as Tara straightened, brushing invisible creases from her dress as she turned toward Melody, who stood by the door with her arms folded, watching her with that look, half amused, half reluctant, and entirely unwilling to admit how much she was going to miss her. It's been almost a month since they got back from SnowBrook.“Are you really going to be gone for a whole week?” Melody asked, her voice carrying a softness she tried to hide behind mild annoyance. “A whole week, Tara. With Daniel.”Tara grinned, completely unbothered, slinging the strap of her bag over her shoulder. “Girl, that is my fiancé. Of course I’m going. What do you expect me to do, cancel my engagement trip because you’re suddenly clingy?” She laughed lightly, stepping closer and nudging Melody’s arm. “It’s not even that long. One week. Seven days, and before you know it I'll be back to bother you.”Melody exhaled, glancing away. “Easy for you to say. You’re not the one staying alone in thi

  • The Christmas Contract    Make Her Pay For The Disrespect

    The flight from Snowbrook to New York felt longer than any Logan had ever taken. Not because of turbulence or delays, but because he just couldn't stomach the embarrassment he's feeling. Every second in the air stretched into something unbearable, an endless loop of humiliation replaying in high definition behind his eyes. Melody’s voice and how she said the words “You’re not the father,” with so much spite.The way the room had gone silent, the way eyes had turned to him, he could feel the pity in their stares, the way he had stood there, caught off guard, stripped of dignity in a space where he didn’t belong.His jaw tightened. Even now, seated in first class with untouched champagne by his side, Logan could still feel it, the sting crawling under his skin like something alive. He had left everything for her.Canceled meetings, postponed deals, ignored responsibilities and for what? To be made a fool.His fingers curled into fists on his lap. The moment the plane touched down, he d

  • The Christmas Contract    You're Not The Father

    The airport was surprisingly very busy today as people moved in every direction, announcements echoing overhead, suitcases rolling across polished floors. She parked, turned off the engine, and just sat there for a second, gripping the steering wheel like she needed it to stay grounded.Her eyes were still slightly swollen from crying. Her chest still felt tight, she didn't know if it was the pregnancy hormones that were kicking. She's been crying a lot lately, she cries about literally everything and anything.She exhaled slowly. “Get it together,” she muttered, then she stepped out. The moment she walked toward the arrival area, she saw her. Tara was wearing grey sweatpants and black body con top. And before Melody could even call her name, Tara had already spotted her.“Melody!” Tara started running toward her immediately, not even caring about the people in the way. Melody blinked in surprise for a second before she moved too, meeting her halfway. They collided into a tight hug.T

  • The Christmas Contract    Generosity At The Farmer's Market

    Melody adjusted the woven basket on her arm as she walked through the farmers’ market, her boots crunching lightly against the gravel path. The sun was coming up but the breeze that was blowing helped to reduce its impact. She had come out for fresh berries.Strawberries, blueberries… maybe raspberries if she found good ones. She wanted to make jam for her doughnut fillings. Her fingers brushed over a tray of strawberries at one stall before she moved on. She kept walking, the familiar wooden stalls, the scent of fresh bread, herbs, and fruits it all wrapped around her. They had malls in SnowBrook but she would rather get her fruits, spices and herbs from the farmers market.She got everything she needed and headed for Mrs. Donnelly's store to get the berries. As she got there she noticed Mrs. Donnelly wasn't there, it was her husband.“Mr. Donnelly?”The older man looked up immediately, his face lighting up like someone had just handed him a gift. “My dearest girl!” he exclaimed, s

  • The Christmas Contract    Christmas Day In SnowBrook Valley

    SnowBrook ValleySnowbrook looked like something out of a postcard. The streets were white and clean, roofs covered in snow, fairy lights still blinking lazily from the night before.Their living room glowed with soft yellow lights from the Christmas tree. Gift boxes were stacked under it, some big

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  • The Christmas Contract    Hanni Is Back

    As they came downstairs, smiling and laughing in each other's arms, a servant came to let them know that Mrs. Russo would like to see them and she's out there at the back, facing the beach.Melody was still holding Logan’s hand when he opened the glass door. The air outside was cold, the sky a soft

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  • The Christmas Contract    Christmas Eve In New York

    Tara stood by the window of her apartment, holding her phone in one hand and her lipstick in the other, watching snow fall like someone was gently shaking feathers out of the sky. The city was loud as always, it was Christmas Eve and everyone was running around preparing for tomorrow. Christmas mus

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  • The Christmas Contract    Christmas Day In New York

    New York Tara stood in her kitchen, barefoot, wearing one of her Christmas themed green sweaters, her hair tied carelessly at the back of her head. The window above the sink was fogged from steam, and the smell of chicken stew filled the apartment.She didn't really enjoy cooking, but somehow toda

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