third person’s POVThe office was busier than usual and for Clara it was more than normal. As she walked past the lingering paparazzis and through the front door, she waved a hand to almost everyone that greeted her. Her secretary followed right behind her. “Any important schedule for the day?" Clara asked. “No ma'am, just files that need your signature, the meeting with vanity fabrics was cancelled last minute, it seemed as though they ran into some problem." “Mhm. Less work load for me then." She smirked as she got into the elevator and reached her floor. "If it's something important, press down the intercom for me, if not… don't disturb.” She instructed. She got to her office and tossed her bag onto the couch by the side and slumped on it. Closing her eyes and relishing her life.Clara thought of places she could go with Ayla, even though she was a mom, it didn't mean she would be limited to fun stuff. Then the word rang in Clara's head. A mum. She wanted to be a mum. Sh
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