Vivian sat alone in her sitting room, her thoughts swirling around like a tempest. It was a mix of emotions - happiness and relief that her sister, Veronica, had decided to reach out and visit her. The past few months without Veronica in her life had been pure torture. Vivian had missed her sister dearly, and now that she was here, it brought a sense of joy to her heart.But amid the happiness, Vivian couldn't shake off the curiosity and anxiety about the identity of the father of Veronica's baby. She knew her sister well, and Veronica was always cautious and prudent. Vivian suspected that the pregnancy might be the result of her relationship with Ted, Veronica's former fiancé. Though hesitant to ask directly, Vivian couldn't help but wonder.Then there was her own secret - her pregnancy. She hadn't told anyone, not even Veronica. The guilt of hurting her sister was still fresh, and Vivian feared how her family would react when they eventually found out about her unborn child. Would t
Vivian wasn't sure Ted had heard what she said so she repeated herself, "Veronica came here ". Vivian observed Ted and his countenance hadn't changed so she continued, "I feel it's time you reached out to her. We both really hurt her, I most especially. You're a good man and I have come to see the kind and patient side of you and I would have given us a fighting chance if we met under normal circumstances but I can't take a man from my twin sister", Vivian said. They sat in silence for a while before Ted spoke up,Vivian listened to Ted's words, her heart both heavy and relieved at the same time. His response was unexpected, and she could see the sincerity in his eyes. The weight of their complicated situation hung in the air, and she couldn't help but feel conflicted."I'm not a property that can be snatched. I knew exactly what I was getting into," Ted's words echoed in her mind. He was right, she realized. Ted had made his own choices, and she couldn't solely blame herself for the s
Veronica took another sip of water, her heart pounding with anticipation as she waited for Ted. Despite the nerves, she found it easy to resist the temptation of alcohol during her pregnancy, knowing that it was best for her and her baby. She silently prayed that Ted would show up, unsure of how the meeting would go.Then, she looked up and there he was, walking towards her. Her eyes locked with his, and she couldn't help but admire him unabashedly. Ted looked dashing in his navy blue blazer, paired with black dress pants and a matching crisp dress shirt. He had an aura of confidence and charm that always caught her attention.As he approached, Veronica's heart skipped a beat. She knew that whatever the outcome of their conversation, she was grateful for this moment. Ted's presence brought a sense of comfort and familiarity, and she felt a glimmer of hope that maybe they could find a way to heal the wounds of the past.With a smile, Veronica stood up to greet him, ready to face whateve
Leslie took a deep breath and dialled Susan's number, feeling a mix of anxiety and urgency. When she answered, he wasted no time and went straight to the point."Susan, I need you to be honest with me. Is Vivian pregnant?" Leslie's voice was tense, reflecting the weight of the question.There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line before Susan responded. "Leslie, I understand that this is a sensitive topic, but it's not my place to share that information with you," she said cautiously.Leslie's frustration was evident in his voice as he replied, "I know it's asking a lot, and I'm aware that it's intrusive. But, Susan, this information could change a lot of things between us. I need to know."Susan let out a sigh before speaking again. "Leslie, I can't give you a direct answer to that question. And even if I could, it wouldn't be right for me to do so. Vivian's personal life is her own, and I don't want to betray her trust again."Leslie understood Susan's perspective, ev
Vivian's heart skipped a beat as she opened the door to find Leslie standing there, holding a bouquet of pristine white roses. She stepped back to make way for him to enter, and he walked in with a warm smile. Vivian greeted him with a soft smile, "Hi Leslie, it's nice to see you."He handed her the bouquet, and she took in the elegant fragrance of the white roses. "Thank you, these are beautiful," Vivian said, her fingers delicately tracing the petals.Leslie looked particularly handsome tonight, dressed in a tailored navy blazer that accentuated his broad shoulders, paired with charcoal dress pants. The crisp white dress shirt underneath added a touch of sophistication to his ensemble. His neatly combed hair and confident demeanour exuded a sense of charm and charisma."Your outfit is stunning," Leslie complimented sincerely as he gestured towards her. His gaze, appreciative yet respectful, travelled from her wrapped gown to her low strappy sandals. As Leslie looked her over his mind
Vivian's heart pounded in her chest as she followed Leslie's gaze to the door, realizing that they were no longer alone. In a split second, her eyes locked onto Ted's, and time seemed to freeze. The shock of the moment held them captive, a tableau of emotions swirling between them.Ted's expression was a tumultuous mix of disbelief, hurt, and anger. The weight of what he had just witnessed crashed down on him, shattering the illusion of what he thought was real. The sight of Vivian and Leslie bent over having a good fuck, was a jarring sight he wasn't prepared for.His mind raced his thoughts a chaotic whirlwind of confusion and heartache. The image before him seemed to burn into his memory, an indelible mark of betrayal. He took a step back, his fingers trembling as he reached for the doorknob to shut out the scene that had upended his world.The door closed with a resounding finality, shutting off the view of what he couldn't bear to see any longer. His steps were heavy as he retrac
Ted sat in his parked car, the faint glow of the bar's neon lights casting a subdued ambiance around him. He stared at the entrance of the bar, his thoughts a whirlwind of confusion and regret. The idea of drowning his thoughts in alcohol tempted him, but he hesitated. Just as he was about to make a decision, his phone vibrated, startling him slightly. It was Vivian calling.As he answered the call and agreed to meet her, a heavy sense of introspection settled over him. He felt a surge of frustration and self-criticism. "Stupid," he muttered under his breath, the word dripping with self-derision. He felt like he had let an important part of his life slip through his fingers.With a sigh, Ted turned the key in the ignition, starting his car's engine. The quiet rumble of the engine seemed to echo his own inner turmoil. He pulled away from the bar, the neon lights fading in his rearview mirror. The drive to Vivian's house was filled with the rhythmic hum of the road, a backdrop to his co
The door swung open to reveal Vivian's mother, and at the sight of her, Vivian's emotions erupted like a dam breaking. Tears streamed down her face as she embraced her mother tightly. In the comforting embrace of her mother's arms, Vivian let her emotions flow freely, the weight of her troubles finding solace in the warmth of that maternal embrace. Regina gently guided Vivian to a nearby couch, holding her as she wept. Her touch was soothing, her presence a balm to the pain Vivian felt. They remained there, mother and daughter, in a wordless connection that transcended any spoken language.Eventually, as Vivian's tears subsided, she lifted her head from her mother's lap and looked into her eyes, her voice quivering with emotion. "I'm sorry you had to see me like this," Vivian managed to say, her voice laden with vulnerability. "It's not the way I wanted to welcome you."Regina's gaze was filled with compassion as she gently stroked Vivian's hair. "My dear, you never have to apologize