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2020-08-23 02:24:4322nd December, 1998
First lady Samantha Rawlings could be described as an epitome of beauty. With long blonde hair cascading down her back like a stream, light blue eyes and pearly white teeth.
Meek and gentle in nature, she smiled easily and was actively involved in a number of projects mainly on women's right. Growing up in the ghettos of New York city where she lived with her single mother and two younger brothers, she knew the values of hardwork, having had to take up a job at a tender age to support her struggling mother. She met her sweetheart, the President at a conference organised by the then first lady and from there they went on few dates and after one year of courtship they got married and had their daughter two years later.
From being a wife of a Senator and now a first lady she would always say "it hasn't been easy but we're here now because we didn't give up".
She was also a big fan of books and was currently sat in the private library in the family quarters of the white house when her husband walked in smiling at her.
" I knew you'd be here"President Rawlings said
"You know me too well" the First lady said, standing up to give her husband a kiss" "how was your day?"
"Stressful but fine, had a hell of a long meeting yesterday that we finally concluded today" President Rawlings said
"You look stressed honey, and I know its not about the meeting. What's the matter Freddie"
"No, no it's noth-"
"Don't tell me that, talk to me" the First lady said, cutting him off.
"Its Lana, I feel so worried about her".
"You shouldn't. Lana is absolutely fine, nothing is going to happen to her so stop worrying dear".
"I hope so. When is her Christmas party coming up"
"Its on the 25th by 12 noon" First lady Samantha said, giving her husband a gentle smile.
"I'll have to double the security at the venue, I wouldn't want there to be any trouble"
"There won't be any problem Freddie, you worry too much"
"She's our only child Sam, I've got to protect her with everything I have" the President said, lightly tapping his fingers on the table.
"I totally understand but at times you've got to allow her breath a little, she's a teenager and should be allowed to mingle with her peers. You know she can't live with us forever, one day she'll get married and start her own family".
"I know and look she's growing up so fast, by march next year she's going to be seventeen. My baby of yesterday".
"Time flies dear" the first lady said, putting her book aside.
"I spoke with Gregor after the meeting and he said the same thing, said i shouldn't worry that she's going to be fine".
" See, told you. How is he by the way?"
"Fine, young man getting older" the President teased.
"I miss Betty and the kids"the first lady said.
"Told Gregor we'll come visit them soon".
"Oh, maybe we can go new year's eve, Betty would be so happy to see Lana". the First lady said, excitedly
"Yes, we'll go see them. Are you done reading, I'm so tired I've got to sleep".
"No, you go ahead I'll be up shortly".
"Ok, let me go see Lana before retiring for the night" the President said, already moving to the door.
"Alright dear".
"Don't stay up so late bookworm" the president teased, blowing his wife a kiss.
"I won't. Good night honey"
"Night sweetie" President Rawlings said before making his way out of the library.
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