Abigail sat at the edge of the couch looking uncomfortable and out of place as she waited for Marcel in his apartment. She was surprised at how small it was, she didn't realize houses could be this tiny. The living room was significantly smaller than her bathroom. how do people live like this?... She pondered. She glanced around, surveying the place... though it was small but it was well decorated for a man's place. Her eyes moved around the room, wondering if at any moment the building would cave in and trap her inside. When she had stopped by this morning to pick Marcel up, for shopping, she didn't think she would have to be kept waiting and worse in a tiny box but when he said he had to shower, she couldn't exactly refuse even though it irked her. She hated people that did not have regard for time, after much persuasion from Marcel she had decided to wait in his building till he showered and changed out of his running clothes. How long does it take one to shower? She mused q

"It's your wedding day bro, maybe smile a little." Hailey said, arranging Marcel's tie. She was wearing a mini blue gown that Abigail got for her and she was excited. More excited than her brother was.Marcel wore a black tuxedo, his hair was made to fall a little over his face and his shoes were the darkest shades of black. He had his hands beside him balled into fists. He didn't realize it until Hailey pointed it out. His head was plagued with the thought of Racheal. It was a week after lunch with Abigail and he confronted her and she had gotten mad.Granted he had been less than tactical in his approach but that was because he was hurt. She had stormed out furious at him. She has not picked any of his phone calls since then and Marcel was worried. He knew she was okay but he was scared she'd do something that would jeopardize their relationship again."It's Rachel, we had an argument a few days ago." He finally admitted. "You are choking me Hails." His hands went up the collar

All eyes were fixed on the strange man that stood across the table. The silence stretched on for what felt like years. The chirping sound of crickets gave the atmosphere a more awkward setting. It was as if time had stood still.Marcel decided to break the silence,"it's nice to meet y'all, Abigail has told me a lot about you" Denise, Maurice and Elise's eyes were still fixed on the man that claimed to be their mother's husband and father their expressions was of pure curiousity and confusion.Elise was the first to walk forward. She climbed down her chair almost spilling her apple juice in the process. She walked up to Marcel with boldness and curiousity of a cat."Hi, I'm Elise" she chirped. "... and those two…" she pointed at her siblings who were still staring at Marcel like they had just seen a dragon in real life. With admiration and caution."... are my siblings, Maurice and Denise," the little girl said as she smiled up at the tall man."Nice to meet you Elise""I'm Mar

Marcel's eyes opened to the rise of the sun, it was a Sunday morning. Memories of last night came flooding back. Meeting Abigail's kids was not as scary as he thoughtt, they were cute with each of their own unique personality. Maurice was the quiet observant one. Elise was the bold loud one and Denise was something else entirely. It felt like he got to see two sides of him in just one night, he reminded him of him a lot. Proud but unsure, loving and protective. He saw that as he watched his sister closely. He was truly the man of the house.A knock on the door got him out of his bed in no time, he quickly put on a grey sweatpants and grey t-shirt. He crossed the distance to his door and opened. It was Hailey standing outside. She wore a black playsuit with a v neckline her blonde hair was left to fly around her shoulders. A heart shaped necklace laid on her chest."Good morning bro" Hailey said in a sing-song voice eliciting an eye roll from her brother.Marcel noticed a box and a br

The sound of laughter filled the room with palpable joy. Marcel was telling the kids a story as they ate dinner and they were as attentive as a cat would be to their prey. He complimented the food they made for him a few times as he told them an engaging story about his time in the army.Hailey listened too, laughing at Marcel's obvious exaggerations.Abigail sat in silence, content. Her and Marcel had decided to give the kids an explanation as to why Marcel had not been around the last few years, and the only idea they could come up with... is that he was fighting in a war... which was partly true.Marcel had gone to military school for a year but he definitely did not fight in any wars."That's so cool." Elise eyes widened at something Marcel said. Abigail was not paying too much attention to the conversation. She was conscious of the time, she had some emails to go over and still had to call Zedra Ashton to finalize their deal."So, here I was alone, hungry and tired when all of