Nobela ni Egovinn

With the first light of dawn creeping over the horizon Daphne slowly stretched out on the bed, she sat up, rubbing the remnants of sleep from her eyes. With a gentle touch, she gathered her tangled hair into a messy bun, still oblivious to the pair of eyes watching her. Allen's gaze had been fixed on her, but it wasn't until he purposely dropped his coffee cup onto the table that Daphne became aware of his presence. The sudden sound made her heart skip a beat, and she turned to face him, her eyes widening in surprise. With a swift motion, she pulled the blanket up to her chest, her cheeks flushing with a mix of embarrassment and vulnerability. "Are you a pervert or what?" Daphne exclaimed, her voice laced with indignation after pulling the blanket up to her chest. "There's something called privacy, you know," she continued, her tone dripping with annoyance. "Did you even bother to knock? Who creeps into a girl's room at the crack of dawn and watches her sleep? Are you a freak or a

Daphne did as she was directed. She walked down the street, her feet carrying her further and further away from her intended destination. She didn't stop, not until she got to the 15th building as directed, and was disappointed to find out that the house she was looking for was 13 buildings back up. "What the hell?" she fumed to herself, her anger and frustration simmering just below the surface. She couldn't believe she had been misled so badly. She thought back to the man who had directed her, Allen, her boss, and wondered if he had done it on purpose. She thanked the man who had given her the right direction. Daphne turned and began to walk back up the street, her feet carrying her towards the house she had been searching for all along. She was so upset, her mind racing with thoughts of how she had been misled. But what could she do? Allen was her boss, and any misbehavior could get her fired. So, she tried convincing herself not to be mad, telling herself that he probably

Time flies, and before long, Friday arrived. While Aiden and his friends tackled their office tasks, his mother and grandmother were busy at home, perfecting every detail for the sleepover. Meanwhile, Sophia's house was abuzz with excitement. The girls returned from school, beaming with anticipation, as they watched their aunt and mother pack bags and gifts for the big night. They couldn't wait to get started! Their mother reminded them to get changed, take their baths, and eat lunch. After refueling, they settled in to watch their favorite TV show, the hours ticking away. Earlier that morning, Daphne had gone for an interview at a prestigious restaurant in the city, where she had applied for a cooking position. As she walked, a speeding car suddenly swerved into a pothole, splashing dirty water all over her. Daphne let out a loud shriek, berating the driver as an animal and worse. The driver, taken aback by her outburst, slammed on the brakes and reversed back to where Daphne

As the parent-teacher meeting drew to a close, Mr. Snow hastened towards Aiden, his wife and daughter trailing behind him. His face was etched with shame and bitterness, a stark contrast to his earlier demeanor. After learning about his wife's actions, he was consumed by regret. With a heavy heart, Mr. Snow apologized profusely to Sophia and the girls, his voice laced with sincerity. He then turned to his wife and daughter, his eyes stern with disapproval. "Apologize," he instructed firmly, his tone brooking no argument. His wife and daughter exchanged nervous glances before offering hesitant apologies, their voices barely above a whisper. "Mr. Snow, I value the contributions you've made to my company over the years. You've been a loyal and dedicated employee, and I appreciate that. However, I must make it clear that I won't tolerate any behavior that compromises the well-being and safety of my family. Your wife's actions were unacceptable, and I'm holding her accountable. "As

"Sophia's voice cut through the excitement. "I hate to be the fun killer guys, but we need to get you girls to school on time. We have the parents-teacher conference meeting today." "Nooooo, Mum!" Mia's face fell, her disappointment palpable as she groaned, her voice laced with desperation. "Do we really have to go to school today mummy? Can't you just call in sick? Tell them we're not feeling well so we can stay home and celebrate with you guys instead." "Sophia looked at her girls sternly. "What did I tell you about lying?" she asked. "Lying isn't good because it ruins your reputation and makes people not trust you," Ava and Mia chimed in unison. Sophia nodded, satisfied. "That's right. Lying is never an option. Now, secondly, there's no skipping school because...?" Ava and Mia joined in, completing the familiar phrase: "Skipping school makes you unserious, and unseriousness can make you a dropout or ruin your future!" Mia concluded, her tone laced with disappointment,

As the days turned into weeks, Sophia remained trapped in a cycle of pain. Her heart ached with every passing moment, as deep down, she longed to give Aiden a chance. But the fear of getting her heart broken again paralyzed her, making it impossible for her to take the first step. She yearned to talk to him, to apologize and hope that things could go back to the way they used to be. But every time she thought about reaching out, her doubts and fears resurfaced, holding her back. Sophia was stuck in a state of emotional limbo, unsure of how to move forward or let go of the past. Ava and Mia began to ask questions about why "Uncle Daddy" was no longer visiting them like he used to. "Did you guys have a fight, Mummy?" Ava's little voice asked innocently while their mother prepared them for school. Sophia paused, looking at her girls uncertainly as she searched for the right words. "No, sweetie," Sophia said, trying to sound calm as she packed Ava's hair into a ponytail. "It'