Kendra's POV I was at my desk, staring at the reports on my table, and the contents of those reports did not register in my mind. The numbers swam before my eyes on the paper, while my mind whorled round in circles with Philip. No matter what I did, I found myself thinking about him. I should have been working on how the company was going to look like once the product was launched, this was a big deal at KEDIS Cosmetics and everyone knew it. But I spent my days dreaming of a life which I thought I'd left in my past. Why was he back? Why now? This jerk had abandoned me at the time of my greatest need, and now he is back as if nothing happened. It was tiring pretending as though it did not affect me in the slightest. However, the reality was that each time I shut my eyes, I found myself looking at him—the indifferent look he gave me when he said he wanted a divorce, and the brief glance of remorse, which I thought I saw in his eyes the last time we met.I let out a deep breath and
Kendra's POV I was still sitting in the café, my foot was tapping nervously beneath the table. There was the aroma of coffee in the room, but I did not really pay attention to it. My head was spinning with all the feelings I had inside of me. I could not understand why I had accepted an invitation to meet Grace here. One side of me wanted to not even mention Philip again but the other side of me realized that I couldn’t keep on hiding from it. The only issue was, I didn’t know how to approach it.“Earth to Kendra.” Grace’s voice interrupted me. She moved her hand in front of my face and said something that made her chuckle. “Oh my, you look like you've seen a ghost.”I blinked and forced a laugh. “Might as well have. You know what has been happening.”Grace crossed her arms and leaned back in the chair. “Philip again?”I nodded. “I keep seeing him. Or at least hearing about him. He’s not leaving me alone, Grace. I don’t know what to do.”She then took a sip of her coffee, her eyes
Philip's POVI was at my desk looking at the pile of papers that was on the table. There were financial reports, unpaid invoices, and emails from the board that looked like they were having a panic attack. But honestly, I didn’t know where to start. I was running a company that was heading down the drain and there was no doubt about it. The stock prices had gone down, people were running away from the business, and what was left of my cash? Well, I’d gambled most of that away.Damn it, Jacobs. Why did I ever listen to him?I rubbed my head, before sighing and letting the information sink in. My family had been pressuring me for weeks to settle things. My mother was even more relentless than my father in her pursuit for installing me as the CEO of this company . He detested that the name Brooks was being tarnished in the middle of the public. As if she wasn’t part of the reason I’m in this mess. She and Aunt Elina always expected me to be more than I could be, always encouraging me
Meeting with PhilipI faced Philip in a café with poor lighting, drumming my fingers on the table. He was speaking and to be honest with you, I was not even listening to him. He began to mumble something about lost opportunities, how he wished he could be there for Brian, how everything went south, but there was a disconnect between his eyes and his lips.“Hey, Kendra, I know I was wrong,” he said, his hands placed on the table with the palms facing upwards as if offering me his soul. “But I want to make things right. For Brian, for us…”I looked at him with a frown on my face. For us? What did he think this was? An opportunity to fix our shattered lives and act as if everything was normal? He'd broken me, and now he expected to come back into Brian’s life as some sort of savior. I wasn’t buying it.“You want to set things straight?” I said, my voice sounded more acidic than I wanted it to be. “What about when you left us? When you threw me out like I was the garbage, Philip? You
I was standing in front of the mirror, fixing the blazer on my shoulders, when I can barely fight off the yawning that had been following me for days now. Today was the day when we were going to introduce our new product line. KEDIS Cosmetics had been expanding so much within the last few years and this was a big leap. I should have been happy, but all that overwhelmed me was the fact that I was the only one who had to bear the responsibility.The launch event was being held in downtown area of Los Angeles. We had all the top media houses and had even arranged for a press conference that was to be held later in the day. This room would be filled with journalists, investors and other influential personalities, all waiting for me to appear smiling and confident. It was the type of environment that I would ordinarily love being in, but I had been changing as of late. No matter what I did, I couldn’t get Philip out of my head, our disastrous meeting, and the future of my son.I looked
The DinnerThe sound of tapping my heels on the floor was music to my ears as I walked to the KEDIS office with voices and ringing phones in the background. I had only signed the document for the new international partnership the previous week, so I knew this was serious. KEDIS Cosmetics is now a global company. In any normal person’s life, this should have been a time to dance round the house with champagne in hand. For me, it was just like the usual days on duty.I turned the knob of the door and closed it with my back; the room was quiet. I tossed my bag on the couch and collapsed into the chair staring at the stack of papers still to be reviewed. Even though the notion of making the brand go international was exciting, there was something still lacking. It may have been because I was tired. Or maybe, it was because I always had this feeling that I am being swallowed somewhere in the middle of all these triumphs.I begun to think about Brian as I leaned back on the chair. In f
Conflicting DesireThe morning light came from the blinds as I woke up, looking at the ceiling. I had a long day in front of me—the industry gala was tonight, and it was one of the biggest events for KEDIS Cosmetics. It was supposed to be a night when I could present all the efforts I have made and get new contracts in return. However, all that went through my mind was the tiredness I felt. Squashing the thoughts down deep, I got up and went into the kitchen where Brian was sitting at the table eating cereal. His little legs dangled under the chair and I could not help but marvel at how happy he was.“Morning kiddo,” I greeted him and went to him and tousled his hair.“Morning, Mom! Guess what? Aunt Grace says that you are going to be a movie star tonight at your big party!" Brian said, his eyes sparkling with enthusiasm.I laughed, then helped myself to a cup of coffee. “Yeah, it is not a party, but a big night for work, yes.”Brian looked up and his eyes were bright. “Do you bel
A Desperate GamblePhilip sat at his desk, looking at the pile of papers that laughed at him and his inability to fill in the checks and sign the contracts. The place that was once filled with energy and high profile executives now felt lifeless, as if it was haunted. He had been heading the company for years and the past few days were the first time that he felt the reality of failure due to the firm’s bankruptcy. Brooks family was once one of the most powerful and influential in New York, and now the name was being smeared. Never in his life had Philip been more lonely. His mother and aunt, especially, who never wanted to meet him again, with whom he had once shared warmth and love, were now disgusted with him. And seriously, he couldn’t have blamed them. The reckless decisions he made put him here – most notably the gambling. He had risked everything, his company’s last dollar, expecting a change of fortune that never arrived.And now, there was Jacobs’ risky plan.Philip mas
It was a quiet, perfect morning, with Brian playing nearby, his cheerful laughter filling the room as he built an elaborate castle out of blocks. There was a serenity that lingered in the air, a peacefulness that spoke of dreams realized and hopes fulfilled.Kendra leaned her head against Philip's shoulder, letting out a contented sigh. "If you'd told me a few years ago that we'd be sitting here like this, I wouldn't have believed it," she murmured, a smile playing at her lips. "Sometimes it still feels like a dream.Philip wrapped an arm around her, pulling her close as he looked down at her. "Well, if this is a dream, I never want to wake up," he replied softly. "We've been through so much, Kendra. And to come out on the other side like this… with you, with Brian… it's everything I could have ever wanted."They sat in comfortable silence, watching Brian place another block in his castle, the furrows deepening across his little brow. Philip chuckled low in his throat at the determ
Philip fidgeted, his hands clenching and unclenching as he felt the weight of Douglas’s intense gaze. The murmur of the crowd grew louder as all eyes in the room turned to Douglas, Philip, and Kendra, awaiting a confrontation. Philip drew a breath, willing himself to stay calm, to stand his ground.Just as Kendra began to step forward, moving protectively in front of Philip, Douglas raised his hand and offered Philip a warm, unexpected smile.Philip froze, surprised, while the crowd held its breath, awaiting the worst.But then, much to the surprise of all present, Douglas reached out his hand to Philip, the smile on his face not feigned. "Congratulations, Philip," he said in that steady voice of his, his gaze clear. "You have shown bravery and true love toward Kendra. And now, you have in your life the most hardworking, creative, and beautiful woman on this earth."There was a collective expiration of breath from the crowd; a few gasps ran through the room amongst the guests. Phi
Philip's heart almost stopped as he waited, eyes fixed on Kendra's face for a reaction.Time froze, the world collapsing to just these two in that one hot instant.Then, as if time started up again in one glorious ebullient burst, Kendra's lips split into a bright, beaming smile, her eyes welling up in tears."Yes," she said in a soft tone yet full of conviction. "Yes, Philip, I'll marry you."A collective "Whoo." went up from the guests, and the balcony erupted into applause. Philip's heart soared as he slipped the ring onto her finger; the mixture of relief and overjoyed feelings mingled in a warm embrace as Kendra pulled him close. It was a sea of laughter and congratulatory shouts that filled the air, as family and friends closed in, each one swooping in to be part of the celebration.Philip leaned in close and whispered, "You've made me the happiest man alive."Kendra laughed, her eyes shining bright. "I'm the one who's lucky, Philip. I never thought this kind of happiness woul
Applause filled the room, and Kendra and Philip smiled in pride over shared success. It was after months of planning, negotiation, and sleepless nights that their companies were merged into one, something that to them meant much more than business. This was a pledge for a new future-to be together, in every word's sense.Philip inclined toward Kendra, speaking in a low tone, but the undertones of pride were unmistakable. "We did it," he whispered, the sparks in his eyes telling volumes about the excitement inside him." "I always knew we could, but standing here with everyone, seeing it actually happen, it's even better than I'd imagined."Kendra's smile spread wide, and her heart swelled big with pride and affection. "It isn't just business anymore," she whispered back."This is our life now. I never thought I'd feel this way again, hopeful, excited… like we're creating something that's ours in every way."They stood in the center of the boardroom, surrounded by team members and cl
Philip’s fingers tightened around the note, his eyes scanning the familiar handwriting once more, as if a second read would change the words scrawled across the paper. That casual, cryptic message struck a cold knot in his stomach, and he knew Kendra felt it too.Kendra's gaze darted between the note and Philip's face, her expression a mixture of concern and irritation. "Do you… do you know who this is from?" she asked, though the tenor of her tone was suggestive that indeed she did have her suspicions. She just needed him to confirm it.Philip exhaled loudly, folding the note as he met her gaze, the name catching in his throat like a bad taste. "It's… Bianca," he admitted quietly, tension lacing his voice. "It's her handwriting. I'd recognize it anywhere."Bianca's name had Kendra tense up, a mixture of anger and hurt crossing her face.What does she want now?" she asked, her voice shaking with the weight of Bianca's return weighing on her mind. "Why can't she just leave us alone?
Kendra took a deep breath across from Douglas as she felt the heaviness of their shared history settle between them. This meeting had been a long time coming; an opportunity to say goodbye to a past that once had promised comfort but had never fitted her. She looked at him now, a pang of sadness in her heart and deep resolve to shut this chapter finally.The silence was broken first by Douglas, his voice firm yet soft. "I suppose this is it, then?" he softly asked, as if he also had finally reconciled himself with what was about to happen.Kendra nodded, her lips tugging into a sad sweet smile. "Yes, I think it is," she replied, keeping her voice warm, though a part of her did feel a little bit sad. "We've come a long way, Douglas. But… it's time for both of us to move on. We deserve that."Douglas leaned back, running a hand through his hair, and gave her a faint smile. "You know, when I think back, I will always be thankful for the time we had. You helped me grow, even if it did
“Kendra, we need to talk,” Douglas said, his voice firm but almost pleading, as he caught up with her outside her office building. She'd just got to work, barely recovered from the shock of Bianca's sudden coming back into her life, and here was Douglas, pushing all that urgency she had just tried to leave behind.She clutched at her bag a bit more tightly and watched him steadily on his face while she waited for him to continue."Kendra," he started all over again this time with so much softer a tone, "I simply cannot stand by and watch you go back to Philip. You know his history as well as I do; he's proved time and time again that he can't be trusted."She frowned, clearly not in the mood to hear yet another lecture. "And I have already told you, Douglas, I know about his past. But things are different now. He has changed and we're rebuilding our life together not only for us but for Brian."Douglas exhaled and ran a hand through his hair, frustration fairly evident. "But that's j
The sun was beginning to dip lower in the sky, casting long shadows across the beach as Kendra and Philip moved from stand to stand, asking every person they passed if they had seen a little boy fitting Brian's description. The fear clutching Kendra's heart deepened with each shake of a head and sympathetic "No, I'm sorry."Her voice broke each time she had to repeat Brian's description to yet another family. "He's seven, dark curly hair, he was wearing a blue T-shirt, small white anchor on the front," she managed to get out, her throat tight each time the boy's name came from her lips.The mother of the group cast Kendra a sympathetic glance at her clutches of children clinging to her sides. "I'm so sorry," she said, the softness in her voice sincere. "I haven't seen him, but I can keep an eye out. I can't even imagine how scared you must be.".Philip laid a steadying hand on Kendra's shoulder, gave it a brief, encouraging squeeze as they passed on to the next group.His own fear
Kendra's voice cracked as she yelled out Brian's name, her eyes scanning the crowds with growing desperation. She and Philip had searched most of the campgrounds already, going stand to stand and calling out, but there was no sign of their son. With each corner that turned up empty, that knot of fear in her chest pulled tighter, her breaths coming in shallow gasps."Brian!" she cried again, her voice cracking, as if the very weight of her fear might somehow will him back.Philip leaned into her and laid a soothing squeeze on her shoulder. "Stay calm, Kendra. He's around here somewhere; I know it."But she could see the concern etched across his face, his eyes darting to and fro on the beach just about as frantically as hers were.Kendra bit back the welling tears, holding it in, but the panic bubbling inside her was getting too big not to let loose.A group of families nearby glanced over at them, taking note of their worried looks. One parent was a kind-faced woman with two childr