Semua Bab A DROP OF BLOOD: Bab 51 - Bab 60

Chapter 53 Lovely~Katherine"Your kids are marvelous, Miss Katherine. They've done well like before but this time... It's just too much. You're lucky to have geniuses as children." Their teacher said and I smiled.Of course they are. "Will I take them now? Or do we have to wait till the ceremony is completely over?" I asked."No, Ma'am. You can go whenever they're ready to leave but we'll have to take a picture with you and them first.""That's alright," I said and called them in.We took some pictures. One with Amy, Cherry, me, the principal, and the kids. Then another with just the principal, me, and the kids, and then another with just us, the kids, and me.The sky was already clear as we finished."Thank God the sky's clear! We can now go to Disney World without thinking it's going to rain, right, Mama?"My kids did marvelously well today. It was their annual year's competition and my Alessio won for Maths and Computer

Chapter 55 Poise ~KatherineI sat back down, smoothing my dress as if nothing had happened. My pulse was still racing, my palms were sweaty, but my face… my face had to be calm. I wouldn't let him know he still had that effect on me.Sam returned from getting coffee almost at the same time, smiling like the good man he was, carrying plates the waiter must have handed him. He set them on the table with that nervous grin of his.He was the kind of guy mothers would love for their daughter."Here we go," he said softly, sliding one plate toward me. "I got you the seafood pasta, I remember you said you liked it once at work."I forced a smile, picking up my fork. "Thank you, Sam. That’s thoughtful."But I could feel it. Even from afar, the heat in those eyes. It made me recall those times, in bed, with the sheets wrapped around me...when he took my first and—I lifted the fork to my lips, chewing slowly, carefully. Sam kept ta

Chapter 57 Collision ~KatherineSometimes, I wondered if life was punishing me on purpose.The past week, I had tried so hard to keep everything in order — my schedule, my apartment, my job that paid just enough to cover rent and groceries. I told myself routine was safety. As long as I kept moving, kept focusing, nothing from the past could touch me.It almost worked.Keyword; Almost.Well, except for him.“Kat, can you come in for a second?” Mr. Jones’s voice carried from his office.I shut down the draft I was cleaning up and straightened my blazer. I was Mr Jones's architectural assistant, I liked my work. I don't design the buildings, but I shadowed the ones who did, worked through contracts, helped with layouts, schedules, and follow-ups. It wasn’t art, but it was order, and order was what I craved.Well, except it was working well for my work life and not my personal life.I grabbed my notepad and pushed the gla

Chapter 59 The Love of God ~KatherineThree years. It feels so painful and joyful at the same time, seeing him after three years.Seeing him felt like my past was coming back, yes, he wasn't married, but at some point in my life, he chose her over me.It hurts to remember that, to recall those times he would look at her and laugh and touch her in front of so many people without even glancing at me.Everything hurts. I thought I had moved on but now I realise I've only been running in circles.He owned my heart. When I entered my apartment, Cherry, Amy, and the kids gathered in the living room. The cartoon on the television was running loudly, but no one was really watching.Emilia was sprawled across the floor with her dolls, Alessio had the same book he had been hooked on for days, the same book Alexander had been reading today, and Dante was munching on a biscuit, his feet swinging under the couch.We looked so good together

Chapter 61 A Dangerous Dance ~KatherineThe moment Mr. Jones called me into his office that morning, I knew something was up. He smiled too much and called me his favourite assistant. The man was a good man but whenever he wanted something more out of my job, he would do everything to get me to say yes. So I narrowed my eyes as I stood in front of his desk in his office.“There’s a client dinner tonight,” he said, flipping through the files on his desk. “Important men, important eyes. I need you there. Sam will go with you. It will be a big project for our business. We might even have a raise in payment after this.” There he goes with his promises, which he fulfils though.“Me?” I asked, blinking. Yes, I had gotten used to my new role as an assistant, running files, smoothing things with the client and designer.But this was different. This was… exposure.“Yes, you,” he said firmly. “You’ve got a head for this. You listen, you o