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GemmaI answered the call and brought the phone to my ear.“Hello, Simon.”“Gemma? Hi. I hope I’m not disturbing you.”“Not at all.” I settled more comfortably into my chair and smiled at Julian. “It’s actually good to hear from you.”There was a pause on the other end.“Oh. Okay. I just wanted to talk…”“How have you been?” I interrupted, making my voice sweeter. “I’ve been meaning to call you.”Julian’s fingers stopped moving against his glass. I turned slightly away from him, hiding my smile.Simon sounded confused. “You have?”“Of course. We haven’t spoken properly in a while, and our last conversation ended badly. We should do something together one of these days.”Another pause followed.“Sure,” he replied cautiously. “I mean, yeah. We can.”“Lovely, dear. Tell me when you’re free. I can book the next flight to you.”I pressed the phone more firmly against my ear, trying to keep Julian from hearing Simon’s increasingly uncertain responses. I knew Simon well enough to recognise w

Julian“Gemma!”I took a step towards the door, but Vanessa caught my arm before I could go any further.“Julian, wait! I haven’t seen you in months, and you’re already running off?”I looked down at her hand on my arm, then towards the door Gemma had just disappeared through. “Not now, Vanessa.”She let go of me, her smile fading as she followed my eyes to the door. “Was that the woman you were talking about?”I didn’t answer. I pulled out my phone and called Gemma, watching the entrance as the call rang unanswered. I tried again, but she still didn’t pick up.“Who is she?” Vanessa asked.“None of your business,” I replied sharply, even though she did nothing wrong.“Clearly.” She glanced towards the door. “She looked upset. Did I interrupt something?”I slipped my phone into my pocket. “You didn’t do anything wrong.”“Then why did she run out like that?”Because I spent the previous evening trying to convince Gemma to give me another chance, only for her to wake up in my bed believi

GemmaIt was Monday morning, and I was checking the restaurant’s accounts when my manager hurried into my office.“Ma’am, there’s someone on the phone asking for you. She says she’s calling from Sam’s school.”My pen stopped moving.“Sam’s school?”She nodded and handed me the phone.“Hello?”“Good morning, Ms. Gemma. I’m calling from your son’s school. Sam collapsed this morning, and we’ve taken him to the hospital. We need you to come as soon as possible.”Sam.Whatever anger I felt towards him disappeared the moment I heard he had collapsed. All I could think about was getting to the hospital and making sure he was okay.“What happened to him?”“We’re still waiting for the doctor to give us more information. Please, come to the hospital.”I barely heard the rest. My son had collapsed, and I needed to see him. I grabbed my bag and rushed out of the office, telling my manager to handle things until I returned. Throughout the drive, I kept praying that Sam would be all right. By the t

Gemma By the time I got home, my feet hurt, and all I wanted was to sit somewhere quiet and forget about the day. I dropped my bag on the nearest sofa and sank into the cushions with a tired sigh. “Gemma?” I opened my eyes to find Katia coming out of the kitchen, wiping her hands on a small towel. She smiled and came closer. “Long day?” “You have no idea.” She sat beside me, studying my face. Katia had a way of noticing when something was wrong without making me feel obligated to explain. Before I could say anything, the front door opened. “God, I need a break from work! If I see one more email today, I might throw this laptop through somebody’s window!” Gigi marched into the living room, dropped her laptop and handbag onto the coffee table, and flopped down beside me. “These people think I don’t have a life. From morning till now, it’s been one problem after another. Somebody needs to remind them that I am a human being, not a machine.” “You can always switch off

GemmaThe house was even more beautiful than I had expected. I stood in the middle of the living room, taking in the wide windows, the polished floors, and the amount of space around me. Sunlight streamed through the glass, lighting up the room and making it feel warm and welcoming. I could already picture the kind of furniture I wanted, where I would put the television, and how I would decorate the walls.After spending so much time away, I wanted a place that felt like mine. Somewhere I could come home after a long day at the restaurant, take off my shoes, and relax.The kitchen was the first place I wanted to explore properly. I walked inside, looking over the counters and cupboards, then moved towards the window. There was enough room for everything I needed, and I could already imagine myself preparing meals there on the weekends.“This kitchen is lovely,” Katia said as she walked in behind me. “I can see you spending your entire day here.”I turned to her with a smile. “You say