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“Princess?”“Yes?” she says coming out from under her bed. “Daddy's here.”“Can I sleep with you?”“Yes, you can princess. Can you tell daddy why you climbed the sink to carry the jug?”“I'm sorry. I wanted to pour some water for miss Cara from the adult’s jug.”“Oh, baby. Come here. I'm sorry I shouted at you.”Once I put her to sleep, I stroll to the bathroom and dial Rosa’s number.“What's up Mr lover boy? You suddenly remember you have a friend right?”“Please I need the contact of the therapist you asked I see when Fiona passed.”“Finally. Are you okay though?”“I am a mess Rosa, a big one. After the stunt I pulled, Cara’s going to hate me forever.”“What did you do?”“I hinted that she sees herself out of my house after she poured her heart out to me.”“Liam!!! That's a very terrible thing to do. I'm not even happy with you at all. Why would you do that?”“I wasn't thinking, It just said it. I was shocked. I just uttered the first thing that came to my head. It was unreasonable

It is a few minutes past 7:30 pm and we are preparing to go to bed. We sleep pretty early because we wake up so early too. I and Laura have been at home since she got back from school. We had a nice daddy-and-daughter time and I enjoyed every bit of it. As usual. Since we both lost her mom, I have worked extra hard to distract myself from all the pain of losing my beautiful wife. So I am grateful for and excited about every opportunity I get to spend time with my daughter. I give her a hot shower, get her dressed in her pyjamas and lay my little princess to sleep. Just as I’m about to step out of her room, I hear her cute tiny little voice say “Daida please can you read me a bedtime story and can I get a goodnight kiss too?” “Certainly daddy’s baby girl” I respond. I walk up to her, sit by her bedside and hold her tiny hand as I start my fairytale story. “ Once upon a time in a city far far away there was a very beautiful princess who lived with her mom in a castle. One day she saw

Friday came faster than I expected and I couldn't be more happier. A long weekend away from Liam is exactly what I need.I cross check my bag to make sure everything I need for the weekend is already in there. I add some extra clothes just incase I happen to spend the week there. If Veronica suggests I stay for a while, I'll gladly accept the offer but if she doesn't, I'll just go to work from her place on Monday. What's Veronica's definition of sexy because if she's referring to cleavage showing, thigh high slits, then I'll be disappointing her. I don't have any of those. Even if I did, I wouldn't wear such clothes around her brother. I don't want to come off as desperate or thirsty. I scan my wardrobe for my definition of sexy. My eyes lands on an orange alter-neck silk body hugging knee length dress. I grab a simple necklace and a black retro hoop earring designed from sleek wood. I think I've packed enough because the bag is already protruding and I don't want to make use of my b

This has been one of the most peaceful weekend I have had since I moved back to Dublin . I enjoyed every bit of my stay at Veronica’s place . On Saturday, Veronica and I spent time taking care of the beautiful Tulips , tomatoes and carrots garden at the back of her house , they were well groomed and nurtured . The way they looked made me decide I was going to start my own little garden right beside my own side of the apartment. Veronica and I went out together with two of her friends Susan and Hailey to an opera performance , on our way we stopped by at a musical concert . I was so glad to make new and genuine friends. Thanksgiving dinner on Sunday was epic and very memorable, we ate so much, every meal was mind blowing . Fredrick would sweep almost every woman of her with how attractive he looks. His hazel grey eyes , his curly hair , his flawless skin and to top it up he’s really tall. If I were to guess, I’d say 6.3 feet tall. His great culinary skills were extra advantage . I

I’m so pissed right now. I’m all dressed up waiting for his text, call or even his appearance yet nothing of sort. I’ve called him twice now and he didn’t answer. Is Liam messing around with me because this will be the final straw? I’m so done with all his shenanigans. I grab my purse and head over to his house. I ring the doorbell thrice and no answer. Liam Johnson, I just hope our paths don’t cross after this. Courtesy demands that you at least call or text if there was a change of plan but no. The door creaks open and Liam peeks his head out of the small space created. “Why are hiding behind the door? I can barely see you.”“That’s the point. I’m sorry I couldn’t call. I wasn’t feeling so good.”“Are you dressed?”“Yes but….”“There’s no but. Liam, I know you and that’s why I’m not going to ask you if you’ve called the doctor because I know you’ve not and will not.” I say pushing myself in.“I’ll be fine.”“That’s for the doctor to decide. Where’s Laura?”“She with my mum.”“I’m