Semua Bab Fake Vow, True Luna: Bab 431 - Bab 440

OliviaOver the next week, I found myself spending my days—when I wasn’t busy with the twins—running around town, interviewing the owners of the various businesses. It was fulfilling work, and I found myself enjoying it far more than I ever expected.Most days, I would get the twins ready in the morning, often bringing them with me in their stroller as I made my rounds.However, everyone fawned over the twins everywhere I went, and I often found myself navigating questions about the new pregnancy. It seemed as though my personal life was becoming a bit of a public spectacle now that I was the ‘official’ Luna, but I did my best to ward off the probing questions and just focus on my work.And besides, I couldn’t be mad about people being curious; because, after all, it was their curiosity that would hopefully make this pamphlet a success. Word of mouth was of the utmost importance, and with my newfound status, I was certain that this pamphlet would have a positive impact on our local bu

OliviaNathan slept in his office that night. When I heard him quietly climb out of the bed around midnight, I had thought that he was just going to the bathroom or to get a glass of water. But he never returned, and it wasn’t until I woke up in the morning and saw that he still wasn’t in bed, that I realized he had spent the night working in his office once again.He didn’t even take the time to eat breakfast, and all I could do was watch, my heart sinking, as Nathan rushed out of the house, coffee in hand.And in his haste, he accidentally sloshed some of it right onto Aurora’s head, causing her face to twist up in confusion and discomfort.“Seriously? Nathan!” I called after him, but he was already out the door, oblivious to the mess he had made.Quickly, I grabbed a towel, gently wiping the coffee off Aurora. Thankfully, it wasn’t too hot, although her tears were beginning to flow already. “It’s okay, sweetheart,” I soothed, as she looked up at me with wide, surprised eyes. “Daddy

OliviaI rushed outside, my heart pounding with fear, and knocked on the car door where Nathan was slumped over the steering wheel. “Nathan!” I called out, my voice filled with panic. He didn’t stir despite my knocking, and I tried the door handle, finding it locked.“Nathan, open up,” I begged, knocking harder.Still, there was no response. I began to fear the worst; perhaps he had somehow been drugged, or passed out completely from exhaustion, or… what if he had a heart attack or something from all of the lack of sleep?Cursing under my breath, I was just about to turn on my heel to run back inside for the spare car key. But finally, Nathan stirred, lifting his head with a groggy and confused look on his face. He blinked, his eyes focusing on me standing outside. “Liv?” I heard him say, his voice muffled through the car door.“Open up, right now,” I demanded, feeling a sense of relief mixed with frustration wash over me. Quickly, he obliged and unlocked the door, and I almost fell i

OliviaThe conference room buzzed with energy and purpose as I, alongside the PR team, gathered around the large, polished oak table. It was the fourth day of our auction preparations, and I had become more accustomed to the team.Papers, laptops, and cups of coffee were scattered across the surface, a testament to the long hours we'd been putting into organizing the auction. Sunlight filtered through the blinds, casting a warm glow over the scene. The atmosphere was a blend of focus and creativity, an exciting departure from the everyday routine.The word was vigorous, but it was one of the most fulfilling things I had ever done. I enjoyed getting along with the team, too. Everyone was nice, and it felt good to finally be a part of something outside the home for the first time in what seemed like forever.For starters, there was Joshua, the youngest out of the group. He was interning during his freshman year in college, but it was clear that he was cut out to be a valuable member of

OliviaIt was early the next morning, and I had just called the PR team for an impromptu meeting to discuss the lofty goals that the Alpha association had set for us.We were gathered around the conference table once again, a tray of coffee and pastries placed in the middle. I had picked it up on my way in this morning, figuring that it would help to soften the blow that was certain to knock most, if not all, of them out of their chairs.“Everyone,” I began, clasping my trembling hands together. “There’s been a significant development regarding the auction. We’ve… We’ve been challenged by the Alpha association to raise a staggering amount of money—a hundred thousand dollars.”A collective gasp echoed around the table. Everyone began glancing around incredulously, clearly trying to tell if I was playing a prank on them or not.“You’re serious?” Ashley asked, her voice quieter than usual.I nodded. “I am,” I said. “Look, I know it’s a lot, but—”“Sorry, Luna, but… how the hell are we su