The door swings open, revealing Leslie standing there with a bouquet of yellow roses. Vivian's heart skips a beat as a mix of emotions washes over her. She feels a surge of happiness at the sight of him, yet there's a tinge of sadness and apprehension in the depths of her eyes."Come in," Vivian says softly, stepping aside to allow Leslie to enter. Her voice quivers slightly, betraying her inner turmoil. Leslie steps inside, his presence filling the room. Leslie. could feel the tension in the room it was so thick, it could be cut with a knife. "Mom, meet my boss, Leslie", Vivian gestured to Leslie, "Leslie, my mom, Regina". "Nice to meet you", Regina said sizing Leslie up with her eyes, "Same here", Leslie responds suddenly self-conscious. "I'm sorry for bursting in like this," Leslie said to Vivian as he handed her the bouquet, his voice tinged with regret. "I needed to talk to you."As Vivian's mother realizes the tension in the room, she gracefully excuses herself. "I'll be up

Vivian and Regia both relieved the past at that moment. Their minds drifted back to a heart-wrenching memory from the month before Vivian and Veronica's eighteenth birthday. Her parents had been invited to a gala, leaving Vivian and Veronica unsupervised for the evening. Despite Veronica's warnings and disapproval, Vivian had snuck off to attend a party organized by some rich college boys. "Vivian, please don't go. I have a bad feeling about this," Veronica pleaded. "Nothing will happen, Ronnie. It's just a party," Vivian had dismissed her sister's concerns with a careless wave of her hand. After about a month had passed, Vivian started feeling unwell, and she quickly attributed it to the stress of planning their extravagant eighteenth birthday bash.One thing Vivian hated was visiting the hospital. She hated needles, taking pills, and generally, the way hospitals smell. The symptoms persisted but it didn't stop her from going about her day. "You need to visit the clinic or let Mo

As she approached, she saw her sister Veronica standing by the entrance. Vivian's stomach churned with emotion, and she wished she could disappear.Her eyes weren't lying to her, it really was Veronica. "Ronnie, you're here," Vivian managed to say, trying to sound composed. Veronica had sunglasses on, and Vivian couldn't see her eyes, which only added to her anxiety. She took out her keys and opened the door, gesturing for Veronica to come in."Please come in," Vivian pleaded, her voice filled with a mix of hope and fear. Veronica turned to the door, and Vivian stepped away from the door to let her sister pass. She felt a rush of emotions welling up inside her, and she hoped that this encounter would be a step towards healing the wounds that had kept them apart for so long.Inside the living room, Vivian placed her bag on the centre table and turned to her sister, still standing hesitantly by the door. "Please come in and sit," she gently urged as she took a seat on the couch. Taking

Vivian wasn't sure Ted had heard what she said so she repeated herself, "Veronica came here ". Vivian observed Ted and his countenance hadn't changed so she continued, "I feel it's time you reached out to her. We both really hurt her, I most especially. You're a good man and I have come to see the kind and patient side of you and I would have given us a fighting chance if we met under normal circumstances but I can't take a man from my twin sister", Vivian said. They sat in silence for a while before Ted spoke up,Vivian listened to Ted's words, her heart both heavy and relieved at the same time. His response was unexpected, and she could see the sincerity in his eyes. The weight of their complicated situation hung in the air, and she couldn't help but feel conflicted."I'm not a property that can be snatched. I knew exactly what I was getting into," Ted's words echoed in her mind. He was right, she realized. Ted had made his own choices, and she couldn't solely blame herself for the s

Leslie took a deep breath and dialled Susan's number, feeling a mix of anxiety and urgency. When she answered, he wasted no time and went straight to the point."Susan, I need you to be honest with me. Is Vivian pregnant?" Leslie's voice was tense, reflecting the weight of the question.There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line before Susan responded. "Leslie, I understand that this is a sensitive topic, but it's not my place to share that information with you," she said cautiously.Leslie's frustration was evident in his voice as he replied, "I know it's asking a lot, and I'm aware that it's intrusive. But, Susan, this information could change a lot of things between us. I need to know."Susan let out a sigh before speaking again. "Leslie, I can't give you a direct answer to that question. And even if I could, it wouldn't be right for me to do so. Vivian's personal life is her own, and I don't want to betray her trust again."Leslie understood Susan's perspective, ev