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"What are you talking about?" Mabel gave her a sly grin. "Oh, don't worry, Amanda. I'm not interested in causing trouble but if you ever change your mind about our friendship, you know where to find me. I am extending that hand now before I begin to destroy everything you think you have achieved right in your eyes." With that, Mabel walked past Amanda and headed for the exit. At the door, "I think you should work on making your stomach protrude. You will get caught easily this way"

By the time I finished, Mabel was grinning from ear to ear. “That’s amazing,” she said, practically bouncing in her seat. “You know, he really is a great guy.” I raised a brow. “What’s with that look?” “What look?” she asked innocently. “You’re grinning like a Cheshire cat,” I said, narrowing my eyes.

“Uhmm… I’m sorry, what did you say?” Riele studied her face. Even though Mabel tried to act normal, her eyes gave her away—lost, tired, and on the verge of tears. “I asked if you were okay,” she repeated with a warm smile. “I’ve been calling you, but you were so deep in thought, you didn’t hear me.” “Oh… uhmm… I—I’m just lost in my own world,” Mabel replied with a weak smile. “I’m good.” “That’s wonderful to hear,” Riele said softly.

I told them about how long I would leave and the places I would go to. Mabel immediately took the Hello Kitty calendar that was placed on her bedside and started counting the day with her pudgy little finger. Miles helped her in marking the days that I would be going and I could not help the rush of tears that sprung in my eyes. “Mommy, don’t cry,” Mabel said, wiping at my cheeks, “You sad?” she asked, voice almost trembling. I immediately laughed, “Not sad. I’m just proud. Of you both,” I said, looking at both of them and then kissing their foreheads.

"Ralph, maybe Mabes has different tastes now. Come on, it's just a pair of couple's watches, Ralph. Remember your birthday last year? Didn't Mabel go out of her way to get you the perfect gift?" "Yeah, we all know that Mabel cared about you the most!" someone chimed in. Ralph smiled bitterly when he heard their words. "Cared about me the most?" The room fell silent, and everyone began to sense something was amiss with him. Summoning her courage, Ayla said cautiously, "Ralph... Should I call Mabes for you?" She dialed my number, but no one answered. Frustrated, Ayla took pictures of Ralph's injured hand and sent them to me. Ralph didn't stop her—perhaps he wanted to see how I'd react.

gone. Her vibrant green eyes had dulled, and even though she looked straight at Faye, Faye could tell that those eyes saw nothing. She watched a hollow smile grow on Mabel's lips. "I'm sorry for making things awkward." *Awkward? * Faye's brows wrinkled. *You're in pain.* Mabel clapped her hands together, a sudden spark returning to her gaze. "You're hungry right?" Faye blinked. "What?" "Come on. I'll microwave something for you."

She responded with a delightful giggle, her laughter filling the air with a sweet and uplifting melody that momentarily lifted the somber mood. “Look, look!" she exclaimed with excitement, squirming free from my embrace and darting over to the kitchen table. Amidst a collection of colorful crayons and scattered papers, I came across a heartwarming drawing. Mabel, with a proud smile on her face, pointed at the figures and exclaimed, "This is Daddy, this is Mum, and this is me," as she tapped each figure with her tiny finger.

Mabel was trying her best not to stare but she couldn't stop her eyes from wandering. His Abs! She thought to herself as she started counting them in her head. Would she be exaggerating if she said that Christian looked like those Greek gods she had read about? With such a great body she wondered what else it could do and upon that dirty thought, her face turned pink. Mabel didn't realize that she had been staring at him for a while until Christian cleared his throat and snapped his fingers to bring her back to reality

I was hungry and hoped that food would give me the energy that I needed to figure out what to do. As I was making myself a sandwich, the doorbell rang. I went to the door and opened it, revealing Mabel standing on the doorstep. I felt a sense of dread wash over me. She was smiling at me, but I could tell that something was wrong. "I am sleeping over in your house Porn star!" She screamed and o glared at furiously taken aback by what she says after everything she spilled out yesterday.

“If there’s one thing I know about my best friend, Mabel, it’s that she doesn’t give her heart easily. But once she does, she fights for it... until she feels like she’s the only one fighting.” I drew a deep breath. “Sounds fair. I'll find a way to fix this.” “Please, do,” she whispered and offered a small smile. Without another word, she turned and sauntered out of the terminal. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, I watched her stroll to the convoy. She joined in and they drove out. My phone rang in my pocket. I reached for it and glanced at the caller. I answered. “Hello, Janice.” “Good morning, sir,” she greeted, her voice edged with concern. “It's about the circulating video.”