The morning sun's rays warmed Melissa's face, waking her up. As she opened her eyes, she hoped to find the familiar face watching her. Lying on the bed next to her. Anxious, she scanned the room but realized he had not come. Mark always woke her up whenever they slept in Tommy's room. Teasing her every time but not today. She got up feeling disappointed. Changed into a two piece bikini from the closet and went to the beach. When the sun got too hot, she went back to the house. Noticing that Mark was not up yet, she went to the kitchen and made some egg sandwiches for breakfast. Curious as to why he was not up, she reluctantly went to the room to check on him. She persistently knocked at the door but got no response. With a heavy sigh, she leaned her forehead on the door wondering where he had disappeared to. "Morning sunshine." He whispered in her ear, making her jump. "Aah!" Melissa screamed, placing her hand on her chest. "You startled me. I thought you were in the room s

Melissa slipped the ring into her necklace hiding it under her shirt as she walked into the office. Mark had left the room sometime in the night. Hoping to see him in the morning, she got up early but he was not in the house and he had not called. Saying hello to her officemate, she sat on her desk chair checking the pending work she had. Opening her drawer she got a red rose flower and a heart shaped card. 'Morning sunshine, only you can make me smile through this boring meeting.' Sniffing the card, she smelled the familiar cologne bringing a smile to her face. Though the card had no name on it, Melissa knew who had placed it there. She missed him as much. Biting her lower lip, she glanced at the two ladies but no one paid much attention to her. 'Must have sent someone to deliver the card.' She thought but neither of them seemed to have any idea. "Got the card." When she messaged to thank him for the card he declined to share how he got the card to her office. "Girls, I

Her hair in a smooth beautiful bun, looking like a fairytale princess, Melissa gracefully stepped into the ballroom. Dressed in an off shoulder white bodycon long sleeved dress that kissed the floor. Nodding at the employees finishing up, she clutched the small black bag in her hands. The crunchy bag matched her strappy heels which often picked through her long slit. And with every step she took, her smooth legs showed, leaving many drooling. Whenever she turned her head, the dangling diamond shaped earrings glittered catching everyone's eyes. As the ring on her finger that she had forgotten to take off left many wondering. "Make sure the catering team is all set. We need all our guests to be well accommodated." Conversing with the organizer in charge, Melissa didn't notice the person walking towards her until she felt a tap on her shoulder. "Lisa!" Turning to see who was behind her, she exclaimed then covered her mouth as all eyes turned to her. "Goodness, what are you do

Not hearing any of the accusations and curses uttered by Mr. Clark's niece, Melissa stood in the driveway watching the brown range rover disappear, leaving behind a cloud of dust. "I'm sorry." Melissa apologized, getting back to the house to carry on with her work. "Why don't you ask your uncle what happened before accusing her?" Her husband questioned her irritated by her insistence on terminating the renovation contract just to teach Melissa a lesson. After calling her uncle, she apologized profusely to Melissa for all the insults and for misjudging her. She even promised to talk her uncle into helping her with the information she needed. As they concluded the house tour and discussed all the materials needed to complete the work, a white Porsche driving into the compound caught their attention. "Honey, are you expecting any guests?" He asked his wife, looking out of the window. "No, few people know about this place. I'll go see who it is." She spoke, walking out through the b

Melissa took her bag going into the house, saying hello to Mary in the kitchen she went upstairs to check on her son. Tommy was busy with the cartoon he didn't notice his mother standing at the doorway. With a smile on her face, she watched him for a while imitating what was going on, on the big screen. "Mommy!" He said getting up to hug his mother when she joined him on the sofa. "Hello baby, what are you drawing?" She inquired taking his drawing book. "That lightning mc queen the fastest race car ever, look mommy." He said pointing to the winning red car on the big screen that he had drawn and colored. "It's the fastest car in that race, I want a car like that when I grow up. Mommy, do you think dad will buy it if I ask?" He asked looking at his mother. "I'll buy anything my son wants." Mark said walking into the room. "Daddy." Tommy ran to his father with open arms. Mark carried him in his arm's joining Melissa on the sofa. "Daddy look at my drawing." Tommy proudly gave his fa