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“Oh… what’s that? Is there a toy model of my husband or something?” I quirked an eyebrow at her, hoping to convey the message that she wasn’t making any sense.
“No, Hazel.” She replied through gritted teeth. “I want Tristan back. Don’t you remember he was mine before I decided to give him to you?”“Is this Tristan you speak of an object? I can help you search for a tristan.”“This isn’t funny at all. I’m not kidding, Hazel. I want Tristan back as mine. Tristan Shane Hendrix. I don’t know what you’ll do or how you'll do it, but you have to return what's mine back to me.”I paused, peering into her sky blue eyes for a while, before throwing my head back to laugh uncontrollably.“I’m being dead serious here. Nothing is funny at all.” She clenched her fists, not bothering to hide her frustration.I just couldn't stop myself from laughing; tears started rolling down
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I wondered where on Earth Tristan had gone. He wasn’t in our bedroom, and neither was he in his office. Preparations for the restaurant and bakery had me all worked up and I didn’t have time to snuggle close to him. After a while, I finally found him in the second living room. He didn’t notice my presence as I entered because he was laying on the couch, holding a file to his face. I stealthily walked up to him and snatched the file from him. He frowned and wanted to yell, but smiled when he noticed it was me. “What if you had ripped it?” He laced his fingers behind his head. “I wouldn’t have.” I dropped the file on the table and laid on him, resting my head on his bare chest, with my legs between his. “What’s with this clinginess?” he chuckled, wrapping his arms around my waist. “I missed you.” I hugged him and lifted my body to give him a
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~ HAZEL ~ This week had gone by pretty slowly. I never realized how hard and time-consuming working at a restaurant and bakery was, accompanied by managing the hotel with Sherri’s assistance. Sherri was surprisingly very good at business management. I guessed she had studied it in college or was just naturally talented. “Phew… another long day.” Mrs. Anderson said, receiving the tray from the waiter and dropped it on the counter. “It’s almost time to close the restaurant and there are still so many customers.” I sighed, reaching for a banana I had dropped on the counter before attending to a customer. “Yes. I’m so exhausted.” “We’ll need to train the other cooks more in order to start the 24-hour availability.” Sherri added, also dropping a tray on the counter. The restaurant and bakery had grown so much in such a short time. However, the perfect food and past
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“What? Are you surprised?” He let go of me, stuffing his hands into his trousers’ front pockets. “G-Giovanni?” I was still so lost. How on Earth was he in Aunt Mandy’s house? He still looked the same: that neat dark blonde hair and demonic dark brown eyes. I was frozen to a spot on seeing in. My heart beat felt numb at this point and my eyes didn’t close. “I didn’t expect you to be this surprised to see me.” He smirked. “It’s so great to finally meet you again in person.” He moved closer to me. I got out of my shocked state and stepped backwards, bumping into Aunt Mandy. I turned to her with an ever deeper frown. “You. How. Dare. You?” I asked her monotonously. “What?” “You’re evil.” “Are you just realizing that?” She snickered, waving a hand over her face. “I’m not done speaking with you yet.” Giovanni grab
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~ TRISTAN ~I watched Hazel as she dressed up for work, speaking to someone over the phone.“Yes… no, not like that… yes… no… okay… you know what? Never mind, I’ll be there soon… bye.” She finally dropped the phone, pulling the zipper of her skirt up and tied her long dark brown hair into a ponytail.I resumed typing away on my laptop to finalize the work I had to do before leaving for the office.“Hey Tristan, I’m leaving now.” She announced and grabbed her bag.“Okay,” I replied, trying to hide my pain— the pain from missing her too much.She stared at me with squinted eyes and opened her mouth to say something but was interrupted by a call from her phone once again. Checking the screen of her phone, she said a quick “goodbye” before heading out while speaking to whoever it was over the phone.I let out a s
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I served Tristan’s breakfast to the tray and carried it to our bedroom. Tristan was frowning as he struggled to wear his tie, muttering complaints to himself. With a smile on, I dropped the tray on the table and sauntered to him, grabbing his tie. “I’ll help you out with that.” “Oh. So you’re still here?” He asked coldly, taking his tie from my grip. “I can do this myself.” “Tristan, don’t act like this, please. I apologize for not spending enough time with you; there’s just been a lot of work to do at the restaurant, and I was too occupied.” “Too occupied to even spare time for anyone else?” He asked, almost rolling his eyes. “Are you kidding me? I didn’t even have the time to spare for myself. I’ve been way too tired and busy.” “You never listen to me when I’m at least trying to speak to you.” “Are you being
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I came out of the bathroom in a robe, rolling my hair into a rough bun before trudging to Tristan, slipping into bed beside him. A staff member brought breakfast for us with two mugs of coffee before he took his leave. Tristan dropped his laptop on the table and took a mug, handing the second mug to me. “Guess what?” He asked, taking a sip from his mug. “What?” “Frank messed up really badly, so all chances of having Mr. Rajeed are back to me.” He smiled. “Really? That’s great! I just knew your effort wasn't going to be a waste.” I grinned, taking a long sip of my coffee, ignoring how it burned my tongue. “Yes. This is going to be so great for us. I'd be able to take a break and have time to travel. If you’d be interested, we can travel together.” He wiggled his eyebrows. “Really?” I beamed. “What country?” “
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Guilt was eating me up. If only I had just let Hazel be and not insisted, she'd have been fine. We could've been doing something fun, or she could've been cooking happily or anything else but struggling for her life. A nurse came out of the emergency room. “Will Hazel be fine?” I asked the nurse, holding onto her arm. “Hazel? She’s conscious now. You’ll be able to see her soon.” She smiled and patted my hand before taking her leave. “Wow. Thank goodness!” I sighed, relieved that she was alive. I had been pacing around the hallway of the hospital with no news of her for a few hours now, so this was good testimony. I resumed pacing around the room till I received attention from any other Nurse or a worker, permitting me to see her again. After a while, I was finally called by Doctor Steve to his office. “Good afternoon, Tristan.” He greeted me, indicating that
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We stopped walking and my eyes locked with Indy’s anger-filled sky blue eyes. “You! Did you ask them to be this rude to me?” She barked and stormed towards me. “You definitely didn’t listen to me last time because I was nice. Now I’m gonna be crazy about what I want.”A security man wanted to hold her back but I raised a hand to stop him.“What do you mean? Why are you here?” I tried to sound nice, wearing a tired smile.“Are you being serious right now?” She scoffed. “I guess I was being way too patient with you last time.” Her voice was a bit loud and drawing attention.“Let’s have a seat and speak like adults, Indy.” My tiredness was making me even calmer than normal. I sat on one of the chairs around a table and she reluctantly sat on the chair opposite mine.“Get us a drink.” I said to a waiter who nodded and took his leave.&
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