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Two weeks laterSaraphina I bring Josie to Bryson so I can go into three companies to check the status of our program within their system. I have to create a report for my boss about how things are running out here which requires me to follow up with all the companies who partner with us. For some reason, I’ve been reporting directly to the owner over his son for a month now. I’m frustrated but can’t complain. The hotel is on my list today as the last client I have to check for the week in order to formulate an accurate report. “Thanks so much, Bryson. I’m hoping it’ll only be a couple of hours. If this gets too much, I can always find a daycare for her,” I stress as I set Josie down inside the play area behind the front desk. “Will you stop saying daycare? She’s not even one yet. Maybe when she’s three and needs socialization, but not now. We are making this work.” “I need to look for a nanny.” “Sarap

Saraphina I drop Josie off to Bryson, then drive the thirty minutes to the current office building my company is working out of for this meeting. I enter, show security my work badge, then go up to the small conference room that is packed with all the employees for the company. “Good morning, everyone. I want to thank you all for coming today. I know how stressful it has been for everyone giving the fact that we didn’t anticipate the success of this branch so quickly and failed to get a building to accommodate the sheer size of our needs,” My head boss, William’s voice gets my attention as he entered the office. “I am William Henderson, the owner of this facility. My son, Princeton, is unable to make the meeting, but I assure you everything will continue as planned. The projected opening of the new office building for Henderson Cyber is November 1st. Everything is on track to achieve the projected opening, so we are very hopeful. Now, let’s get down to business

Bryson I got the impression Sara was going to feed Josie before she puts her to bed, so I don’t argue with her. “Bryson, how are you doing, son?” My dad asks as he moves to the chair closest to me. “I’m good. Life is pretty perfect right now, and I hope I didn’t just jinx it saying it out loud,” I answer honestly. “I’m happy for you. She truly seems wonderful,” Robin pipes in. “And that little one adores you.” “She is wonderful. I know I kind of just inserted myself into their lives trying to be a nice guy, and help someone I considered a friend, but things are going really well,” I assure them. “She just seems different than… Well, previous relationships you’ve had,” my dad says. “Not to mention the child is involved.” “Dad, that’s what makes her so great. She’s nothing like my ex. Sara knows what she wants and communicates her thoughts and feelings efficiently. I’m never trying to

Jake I drove all night to make it in time to celebrate Easter with my little sister and my niece. I know Sara’s going to be fighting mad at me, but I can calm her down. I’ve always been able to calm her down. I use the spare key that I hid on her porch, and let myself in. The house is eerily quiet for ten in the morning. “Sara?!” I call walking through the house. I search every room but find no one here. My heart begins to race as I try to think about where they could be. I dial her number knowing if she doesn’t answer, I’ll be calling in favors to locate them. “Hello?” Saraphina answers. “Where are you? Your car’s here, but you and Josie are not here,” I ask. She starts laughing. Not her usual casual laugh. This laugh sounds almost hysterical. “You have missed a lot big brother. Josie and I are visiting her father’s family.” “That’s not funny. I know for a fact you wouldn’t have her at Zander’s

Saraphina We landed at the airport at eight and were in Bryson’s truck that he parked there for the duration of our trip at eight thirty. We stopped at a restaurant just outside of the airport for dinner and were pulling into my driveway by ten at night. I need to feed her some milk then put her to bed knowing she’ll be up at midnight for another feeding. “Babe, did you leave a light on?” Bryson asks as he shuts the engine off. “That’s the television,” I comment looking at the lights moving across the window. “Stay in here, I’m going to go check it out,” Bryson said getting out of the truck. I unbuckle wondering who the hell is in my house, when the front door opens, and Jake comes rushing out with a bat. “Jake, no!” I shout opening the door, trying to get out of the truck. He swings the bat at Bryson, which he thankfully dodged. I rush over and stand between Jake and Bryson before Jake can swing again. “What the hel