As Leslie caught sight of Vivian in her peach A-line gown, a mix of emotions washed over him. He couldn't help but notice how radiant she looked, her flowing hair adding to her allure. He quickly rose from his seat, his movements slightly hesitant yet eager to greet her."Vivian," Leslie said, his voice tinged with a combination of surprise and delight. "How are you?" he asked, his eyes locked with hers. The air around them was filled with an undeniable awkwardness as if the weight of their past encounters lingered between them.Vivian met his gaze, her expression calm but guarded. "I am well," she replied, her tone neutral. She then turned her attention towards Emma, acknowledging her presence. "Good morning, Emma," Vivian greeted politely, making an effort to address her by name. "I hope I have gotten your name right."Emma responded with a sly smile, her eyes subtly assessing the situation. "You have," she replied, her voice carrying a hint of amusement. "Good morning to you too."
Ted's mouth hung open, mirroring the shock that Vivian had experienced earlier that morning.She had deliberately picked a breakfast meeting because she didn't want to run into anyone especially Leslie.Vivian had booked the breakfast meeting with the intention of severing ties with Ted, of moving forward with her life and leaving behind any remnants of their complicated past. She had woken up in the middle of the night with a panic attack. She quickly consulted the calendar on her phone and it was crystal clear based on her calculations that she was one week late. She quickly chalked it off to her hormones but Vivian knew her menstrual cycle worked like clock work. She had immediately ordered for a home pregnancy test. This was about 1 am. She finally dozed off at about 3am after spending the whole time worrying. She was woken up by the courier that brought the package.Vivian's heart raced as she hastily tore open the package that had arrived in the early hours of the morning. Insid
As the words escaped Leslie's lips, time seemed to come to a standstill. The air around them felt heavy with anticipation, and the atmosphere in the restaurant grew charged with a mix of surprise, disbelief, and an undercurrent of raw emotion.Vivian's eyes widened, her delicate features frozen in a moment of astonishment. Her breath caught in her throat, and for a fleeting moment, she struggled to find the right words to respond to Leslie's unexpected revelation.Leslie's heart pounded in his chest as he realized the weight of what he had just confessed. His mind raced, trying to catch up with his impulsive declaration. He looked at Vivian, searching her face for any sign of her reaction, hoping for a glimmer of understanding or acceptance.The room seemed to fade away as the gravity of the situation settled upon them. Their connection, once so full of lightness and joy, now bore the weight of an unforeseen turn in their journey. Uncertainty and vulnerability danced in the air betwee
"Can I call to reschedule, please ?", Leslie had asked, "Yes", she answered, "Please excuse me".Leslie sat there and couldn't stand up, yet again, Emma had left him waiting for her. Leslie finally got up walked to his car and drove away. On. the ride to his office, Leslie's mind was buzzing with a lot of thoughts. Was Emma even pregnant? Why was she avoiding a paternity test? Between yesterday and this morning could she have lost the baby? Leslie was drowning in a sea of questions. Anytime Emma came into his life he always lost something, he had lost his heart to her, and he had almost lost his mind after she had left him waiting for him at the altar, this time Emma had just made him lose his relationship with Vivian. 'No, not again', Leslie said to himself as he swung the car around and found his way to Emma's Airbnb. Leslie's determination to find answers surged within him as he parked his car outside Emma's Airbnb. He stepped out, his heart pounding in his chest, and approach
Vivian paced back and forth in her bedroom after Natalia's call. She had so many questions swirling around in her head. Was Ted the father? How far along was Veronica's pregnancy? How was her sister's mental health and well-being? Vivian missed having her sister always there for her at any minute of the day she needed her. Her mind drifted to Ted, Vivian knew he would soon arrive for the evening stroll she insisted Vivian take for the baby. The discussion on the status of there had been put on hold since she found out she was expecting. She picked up her cellphone and for a minute she toiled with the idea of calling Leslie. She had missed being close to him, seeing him at the office always felt like torture.Vivian's heart wavered as she contemplated reaching out to Leslie. The thought of his warm presence, the familiarity they once shared, tugged at her emotions. She longed for the comfort and connection they had, but the fear of complicating things further held her back. Her mind re
Emma's expression at the hospital had shifted from surprise to a mix of frustration and confusion. She couldn't understand why Leslie had brought her here without prior discussion or consent. Her mind was racing with thoughts, her emotions tangled and turbulent.As they pulled into her Airbnb after the test, the atmosphere in the car was heavy with tension. Leslie turned off the engine and turned towards Emma, his voice filled with genuine concern."How are you feeling?" he asked, his eyes searching for any sign of her emotional state.Emma remained silent, her gaze fixed on a point in the distance. "I am sorry, Emma. I know I kind of scheduled the test without discussing it with you, and... what the hell, I am sorry I tricked you into taking the test," Leslie admitted. "I was worried you wouldn't show up again, and I needed to get this whole test thing behind us."Emma remained silent, her expression unreadable. Leslie's heart sank as he pleaded for her to break the silence."Please
The door swings open, revealing Leslie standing there with a bouquet of yellow roses. Vivian's heart skips a beat as a mix of emotions washes over her. She feels a surge of happiness at the sight of him, yet there's a tinge of sadness and apprehension in the depths of her eyes."Come in," Vivian says softly, stepping aside to allow Leslie to enter. Her voice quivers slightly, betraying her inner turmoil. Leslie steps inside, his presence filling the room. Leslie. could feel the tension in the room it was so thick, it could be cut with a knife. "Mom, meet my boss, Leslie", Vivian gestured to Leslie, "Leslie, my mom, Regina". "Nice to meet you", Regina said sizing Leslie up with her eyes, "Same here", Leslie responds suddenly self-conscious. "I'm sorry for bursting in like this," Leslie said to Vivian as he handed her the bouquet, his voice tinged with regret. "I needed to talk to you."As Vivian's mother realizes the tension in the room, she gracefully excuses herself. "I'll be up
The room was so quiet, if a pin dropped at that moment the sound would be deafening. "Vivian can you calm down and let me explain", Leslie said in a low voice. "investigating you or talking to Susan about you was not meant to offend you, that was never my intention. I was just trying to protect my heart", Leslie said the frustration he was feeling was evident in his voice. The room was engulfed in a heavy tension Leslie's words hung in the air, his voice filled with both frustration and desperation as he tried to explain himself.Vivian's gaze remained fixed outside, her expression unreadable. Leslie couldn't bear the silence any longer and slowly got up from his seat, his footsteps echoing in the quiet room. He approached Vivian, his voice filled with a mixture of vulnerability and sincerity."Vivian," he said softly, reaching out a hand to gently touch her arm. "I care for you deeply, more than I could ever put into words. Truth is, I am in love with you. These past few months wit