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The Final Return Over It
Cooking breakfast for me consists of a bowl of cereal. That’s it. I don’t know what else to tell you. Now things are changing for the better. In the past four days, I have been cooking eggs, and bacon, chopping vegetables, and even making my lunch for work. I will admit that this is thanks to Calvin. I don’t know why but with him by my side, I feel like I can accomplish anything. He actively helps me cook around the kitchen, and he makes cooking fun for me (a true miracle worker). Calvin has to attend an online meeting he's hosting. It will be about four hours long. I did tell him that he can stay at my home. However, I won't be home until late. He doesn't want to stress me out so he politely declined. I'm thankful that he is taking my well-being seriously. I don't want him to be in the midst of something happening today. Calvin is standing next to me, cutting the vegetables. Meanwhile, I’m on the stove cooking our breakfast. I turn to my left and quickly pick a carrot piece and pop
The Final Return Revealing Secrets
My Sunday mornings used to consist of me waking up from my one-night stand's place, and prancing the walk of shame with pride. On some days the weather was okay. But sometimes, the rain will pour and drench my soul. But thanks to Calvin, I am spending my Sunday mornings at home. And it's given me the chance to catch up on my true crime binge. Both Calvin and Christine are at church, so I want to make sure that I have some kind of hobby. That's what I'm doing right now. And I couldn't have it any other way. It is a cloudy day, and I'm watching the documentary about the Bratz dolls' killers. This group of beautiful women was sickos who took horrible victims, and used their assets to live luxuriously in plain sight. Horrific case, and I feel for the victims and their families. I am gad they got the much needed closure. A knock on my door causes me to groan. I pause the T.V. and look down at my phone. There, I see the notification from Stan. Fuck, I forgot that he is coming over.
The Final Return F U
I am not a fan of confrontation. Quite honestly, I'd much rather walk away from the situation because it just isn't worth it. But I am not going to do that today. I am going to go talk to Gabrielle. And she will give me the answers I think I deserve. I always get what I want. But not yet, I have better things to do. I am in my empty studio, going over the final rendition of the recital. I play it in my head, listen to the track, and sync the choreography with the music. In total, there are four different dances. Two duos, a solo, and then a whole group dance. The premise of the dance is an enchanted forest. It follows magical creatures in the woods full of life. But then it is intruded on by monsters. A war between the magical creatures occurs, and it results in many causalities. Mother Nature (that's me) will then look around the carnage in shock and sadness. The recital will end with me falling to the ground. It's a little eccentric, but I think that I can be able to do it
The Final Return Amazing Agure
Tonight is the night of the recital. All of my hard work and my students' progress will be displayed for the audience to see. We have managed to rehearse wonderfully in the Royal Alexandre Theatre, and they seem to be in the right positions on the stage floor. This is crazy. Unlike my usual recitals, Jake went all out and sent tickets to everyone. Now the theatre is fully booked. He even got members of the Toronto Symphony Orchestra to play the violin concerto. He also hired movers who moved a harpsichord underneath the stage. My nerves crawl all over me and a cold chill follows. Dedication and devotion are evident in these children. And yet a simple trip or a wrong step can ruin everything. I huddle all of my class around a circle, and we put our heads in the centre. "Okay everyone, this is what all of our hard work is for. Let's make the people watching us be struck by our amazing dancing and storytelling. And backstage, we have some pizza as a reward," The kids smile and titte
The Final Return Vicious Admission
I'm trying, okay? As someone who cares for Calvin a lot, I am making an effort to ignore the first time he's EVER yelled at me. It's understandable though. No one is perfect, and sometimes you can't keep your composure. A week has gone by since my recital and our dinner. And each new day is making me feel so anxious. Why can't he just tell me what is going on? Does he not trust me? Is he thinking of breaking up with me? "Ms. Williams, are you okay?" I look down and see that Marie is tugging my pant leg. Worry is painted on the innocent girl's face. I sigh and nod. I muster up the non-existent composure and resume my class. Great, now my students are noticing my behavior. But I can't help it. I'm having a crisis right now. Luckily our class goes by smoothly, and 3 pm comes. And on queue, the parents come in and pick up the children. Once the class is empty, I pack my stuff and leave. I need to clear my head. As I walk to the exit, I see Marie sitting on the bench once again. Loo
The Final Return Overcoming Loss
He's gone. Calvin is gone. And I feel so empty. I don't even know how to describe his loss. He's returning to the states in a few weeks. I can tell that I will be missing him more; if that's even possible. Everything around me reminds me of him, and the thought of losing anything from him makes me sad. A tender hand rubs over my belly with care and tenderness. I look down and continue rubbing. I couldn't go through with the procedure. I've decided that, despite my mistakes, it's still someone's child. Despite being unprepared, I am willing to raise it with the love and adoration that I never got from my own mother. Raising this child isn't going to be easy, but I know that I can do it. Sometimes in life, you have to take charge of your mistakes and own up to them. What's the worst that can happen? Sitting on my porch and thinking is nice, it gives me a good idea of what I will do to plan for the future, like my job. Because of how rigorous my job is in terms of body fitness,
The Final Return Reaching Out
I royally fucked up big time. Calvin is gone, Christine is mad at me, and John is disappointed in me. I get it, I have become the bad guy in this scenario and I feel like shit. To Christine, it might appear that I am lying. There is no way that she doesn't think that I did sleep with 'Stan'. I didn't. However, it seems that no amount of convincing with stop her from reaching that conclusion. Vittorio is a faithful man (even though I hate to admit it). The adoration he has for her is more than genuine. Now, thanks to me, the man is fully dedicated to finding his father. Through solemn words and empty expression, he explains that Christine packed her things and left their home. After demanding an answer from him and receiving none, Christine left. No matter how hard he tries contacting her, she has (temporarily) blocked him. He's trying all that he can to bring her back. This means that he will need to find his father faster. This is putting him under a lot of pressure. Great, n
The Final Return POR FAVOR
Life is crazy. You don't know what you're doing most of the time. And even if you do something right, other people will screw you over. Jessica Williams has been on this earth for almost twenty-eight years, and she is afraid of the future. All of them pale in comparison to the hardship she experienced at the beginning of August. In the beginning, the woman was heartbroken, sad, and alone. She didn't feel like herself anymore. Waking up knowing that the of her life is gone were small cuts to her already bleeding heart. The woman misses the man she adores every single day. After realizing that he also reciprocated her feelings, her loneliness grew. The day he left her, the man took a piece of her with him. Soon, things got better. Over the span of weeks and months, the woman is learning to grow as a person. Jessica knows that this isn't the end of the world. Every day is a stepping stone. Some days are better than others. But she knows that she will never give up. The young woman w
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