Standing in front of them was a redhead in her late twenties, exuding an air of confidence. She was dressed in a cream trouser suit that accentuated her athletic frame, and her striking facial features added to her allure. Leslie's expression changed slightly as he recognized her."Fancy meeting you here, Leslie," the lady said with a knowing smile, her voice tinged with a hint of playfulness. Vivian observed the exchange, her curiosity piqued by the interaction between the two.Leslie composed himself and replied, "Emma, what a surprise. This is Vivian, a colleague of mine. Vivian, this is Emma, an old friend."Vivian offered a polite smile and extended her hand to shake Emma's. "Nice to meet you, Emma," she said, trying to mask her curiosity.Emma shook Vivian's hand firmly, her eyes lingering on her for a moment longer than necessary. "Likewise, Vivian," she replied, a slight smirk playing on her lips."You don't seem to be returning your calls anymore", she said to Leslie. And w
"what are you doing here", Vivian said, barricading the entrance to her house. "You can't keep showing up uninvited", her displeasure of his presence evident on her face. "Vivian pls can you let me come in", Ted begs. Vivian remained firm, her resolve unwavering. She stood her ground, leaning against the doorframe, her body language reflecting her determination to maintain her boundaries. She couldn't trust herself to be alone with Ted, at least not yet."No, Ted," she replied firmly, her voice tinged with frustration. "I've made it clear that I need space and time to figure things out. Showing up uninvited is not respecting my boundaries."Ted's expression softened, a hint of regret crossing his face. "I know I've made mistakes, Vivian," he said, his voice filled with genuine remorse. "But I miss you, and I just want a chance to talk and explain."Vivian hissed, "Mistake is spilling water or dropping a glass cup, ruining the relationship I have with my twin sister is not a mistake"
She was cool as a cucumber, so like Emma to get him all wound up for nothing. She got up walked across the table and gave him a peck right on the lips and walked back to her seat. Leslie stood there, momentarily taken aback by Emma's unexpected display of affection. His mind was still reeling from the phone message, and now, faced with Emma's proximity and allure, he felt a mix of confusion and intrigue. Gathering his composure, Leslie returned the peck with a faint smile, his lips still tingling from the brief contact. As Emma gracefully walked back to her seat, he couldn't help but admire her elegance and confidence. Her off-white silk mini gown accentuated her slender figure, the ruching at the side adding a touch of sophistication. The garment showcased her long, shapely legs, emphasizing her statuesque height, at 5'11", Emma was a tall girl. "Won't you sit down", she asked in her husky, breathy voice Her husky, breathy voice resonated with a hint of mystery, drawing Leslie's a
As the weight of Emma's revelation settled upon him, Leslie's body seemed to surrender to the weight of the moment. His movements slowed down, almost as if time itself had come to a standstill. He sank back into the chair, his eyes never leaving Emma's gaze.Their surroundings seemed to fade away as their attention became solely focused on each other. The air grew thick with tension, each passing second feeling like an eternity. The silence hung heavily in the room, the absence of words echoing louder than any sound.Leslie's disbelief was palpable, his mind struggling to comprehend the reality of the situation.His eyes, filled with a mix of emotions—surprise, doubt, and perhaps a flicker of hope—remained locked onto Emma's. They were windows into his inner turmoil, revealing a storm of thoughts and questions raging within.The atmosphere grew hushed, as if the world held its breath, waiting for Leslie's response. Time seemed to stretch, elongating each passing moment, as he grappled
Vivian decided it was time to stop running. He sent a text to Ted. Giving him a date and time for a lunch date. she would just sit and talk with Ted. Vivian knew something was budding between her and Leslie, she just wanted to protect and nurture it. As she dropped her phone back on her bedside cabinet, she couldn't help but acknowledge one ugly truth. The sexual chemistry between Ted and her was phenomenal, that was what had gotten her into this mess in the first place. She had betrayed her sister because of a man, because of how could good he made her feel in bed. Ted's dick was like military equipment, remembering the last time he had slept with her right here on her bed made Vivian wet. Not letting him enter her house this evening was a good decision, Vivian couldn't stand being too close to that man. She would only meet him in public places, she decided as she snuggled into a duvet. What was still bothering Vivian was that Veronica was still not taking her calls. She had never had
Leslie stood at the front of the room, his heart sinking with each passing minute. The guests exchanged concerned glances, whispering amongst themselves, unsure of what was happening. The room that was once filled with joy and anticipation now felt heavy with confusion and disappointment.As time ticked by, Leslie's mind raced with possibilities. He replayed every conversation, every moment leading up to this day, searching for any sign of what could have gone wrong. But he found nothing that could explain Emma's absence. They had planned the wedding together, shared their hopes and dreams for this day, and now it had all crumbled before his eyes.He reached for his phone, his fingers trembling as he dialled Emma's number repeatedly, hoping for a response. But the phone remained silent, her absence echoing in his ears. The weight of the situation settled upon him, and he couldn't fathom why Emma would leave him standing there, surrounded by their loved ones, with no explanation.As th
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