Sundays At Tiffany's Novels & Stories

(Author's POV) Tiffany remained seated in her car long after ending the call with her son. Her thoughts kept circling the same painful questions, and every answer seemed worse than the one before. She was still trying to make sense of everything when her phone rang again. The name on the screen was Tiziana. She answered after a moment. "Tiffany," Tiziana said warmly, sounding relaxed and carefree as always. "Are you free this afternoon? I was thinking we could meet at the Four Seasons. The nail salon on the second floor. We haven't spent time together in weeks."

Tiffany only looked for me when the stakes were high. She shook her head, knocking her knuckles lightly against my forehead. "You’re so buried in your work you’ve forgotten the moon-cycle. This afternoon is the grand opening of the Shifter Citadel Fashion Week!" It hit me like a physical blow. The collection I had poured my soul into was scheduled to lead the entire event. "Why are you still standing there? We have a legacy to build!" The venue was breathtaking—a runway carved through a golden maple forest under the open sky.

Tiffany giggled with an amused laugh. Sian smiled slightly in response to his lover's words, and after that he immediately rushed out to see the flowers that Tiffany had ordered. With a mysterious smile, Sian then took out a small red box from his coat pocket. Today, apart from being the opening day of Tiffany's new boutique, Sian will also propose to Tiffany in front of all the invited guests present.

Brett kept laughing at me even after I gave him the stink eye, which he promptly waved away with a kiss on my cheek. "Do you like it?" "Brett, it's beyond perfect. I wouldn't have picked anything different if I had chosen it myself. When did you have time to do all of this?" "Don't get mad..." Crap, that statement's never good. "My meeting in Atlanta was over on Wednesday afternoon. I stayed and spent Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday, picking out the ring, getting in touch with our friends, renting the space, setting the menu for dinner, and then waiting for the ring to be sized. By the way, the customer service at Tiffany's is phenomenal, if you ever need to buy any jewelry." He winked at me

I kept it back in the drawer and closed it before leaving the room. As I walked toward the sitting room, I heard chuckles. "Common Gladys, I'm serious." Tiffany held her phone up and was smiling at her screen. She was on a face time with that bitch, Gladys. I swallowed hard and tried to brush it off when I heard a boy's voice and paused. "Gladys is right," the guy said. "You look hot." My eyes quickly went to the dress she was wearing. I hated when anyone else saw Tiffany as hot.

I was moved to tears as I stared at the diamond bracelet that sat beautifully on my wrist. Caden took my hand and kissed the back of my palm. "Do you like it?" He asked with a smile. "What are you saying? Of course I do, I love it." I squealed happily and gave him a light hug. I continued to look at the beautiful bracelet with smiles on my lips. "This is from Tiffany's," I said to him excitedly. "Yes, it is." He nodded his head. "It's not even my birthday yet, what's the occasion?" I asked him.

"Yeah, originally, we're going to have a gathering after field days. You can come along with us to have some fun. " While they were talking, a few people came over from the side. Tiffany, who was wearing a white silk dress was the leading group. Besides, she was accompanied by several young ladies from the other rich families. "Nadine, it's your treat today. Count me in. I'm going too" The young lady of zabel corporation said so since she was quiet close with Nadine. Tiffany also said, "I happen to be free. Let's go and relax together."

“Todd is ready in the photo room to take some new portfolio shots for those that need them. I have Nae and Dames here to do your hair and makeup.” “I will be interviewing the list of potentials” Tiffany states, coming to Simone’s side. “Si will be setting up all of your portfolio’s and she has started getting a list of upcoming events she will try to l…” “Vince proposed” Sandy shouts, grabbing Tiffany’s hand before she could finish. “Yeah” Tiffany blushes, showing her ring to the group of models. “He does have a romantic side after all” she adds, nudging Simone as the group head in, to check out the new office space.

The morning was bright and serene at Tiffany's family townhouse. Sunlight filtered through the large windows, casting a warm glow on the elegant furnishings. Furina was sitting with Tiffany in the spacious living room, sipping tea and discussing their plans to tackle the ongoing issues with the paparazzi and threats. It was a rare moment of peace in their otherwise chaotic lives. Suddenly, the doorbell rang. Tiffany looked up, a slight frown creasing her brow. "I wonder who that could be," she murmured, setting her cup down and rising to answer the door. Furina watched her go, curiosity piqued.

“What do you have in mind?” I had asked but she didn't respond to my question not even when we went back to her place to dress up and soon we were walking into one of New York's biggest and most talked about clubs. Club Sapphire. “So this was your big plan all along?” I asked as we were led to the VIP lounge. As expected Tiffany was a regular here. “Yup, what other way to get your man home?” She half yelled over the loud music.