Larisa and Waylen were getting ready to leave the United States, with the help of their nanny Maria and Larisa's friend Steven. Larisa meticulously packed their belongings into suitcases while Maria gave Waylen a warm bath and dressed him up in a cute outfit.As Larisa finished getting dressed, she put their passports into her handbag and double-checked that she had everything they needed. "Okay, I think we're ready to go," she said to Maria and Waylen.Steven arrived to help with the heavy lifting and loaded the suitcases into the trunk of his car. "Are you excited to finally be going home?" he asked Larisa.Larisa smiled and replied, "Yes, I can't wait to see my family and friends again. And I'm sure Waylen will love being back in California."Waylen, who was playing with his favorite toy car, looked up at Larisa and said, "Home, Mama?""Yes, sweetie, we're going home," Larisa replied, giving him a reassuring smile.After saying goodbye to Maria and thanking Steven for his help, Lar
Marcellus leaned forward, his eyes fixed on Alex's face. "What do you mean? What happened?" he asked, a sense of urgency creeping into his voice.Alex hesitated for a moment, his mind racing as he tried to find the words to explain.Alex stood before Marcellus, his eyes darting back and forth as he struggled to find the right words. After a moment of hesitation, he took a deep breath and spoke."I have something to tell you," he said, his voice unsteady. "I've been thinking about Ashley non-stop these days. Thoughts of her just won't leave my mind."Marcellus looked at him, his expression one of confusion. "What do you mean?" he asked."I mean that I can't stop thinking about Ashley" Alex replied. "It's like she's always on my mind, no matter what I do."Marcellus's confusion turned into understanding. "Wait...are you saying that you love her?" he asked.Alex nodded slowly. "I think I do," he said. "I think I'm in love with her."Marcellus let out a low whistle. "Wow," he said. "That'
Marcellus stroked his chin, considering. "Well, I think you should start by talking to her in person," he said. "That way, you can gauge her reaction and see how she feels about you. As for where to do it, I would say somewhere neutral, like a coffee shop or a park. That way, there's no pressure, and you can both relax and enjoy each other's company."Alex nodded thoughtfully. "That's a good idea," he said. "But what should I say to her? How do I let her know how I feel?"Marcellus smiled. "Just be honest," he said. "Tell her how you feel and why you feel that way. And don't be afraid to be vulnerable. If she's the right person for you, she'll appreciate your honesty and openness."Alex looked at him, a hint of nervousness in his eyes. "Okay," he said. "I'll do it. I'll talk to her and see what happens."Alex's nerves were already frayed, and the mention of Charles only added to his anxiety. "Oh, I told Charles to meet me here," he said, his voice tinged with uncertainty. "I think he
Larisa and her four-year-old son, Waylen, eagerly disembarked their plane at California airport. They quickly made their way to the baggage claim area to retrieve their suitcases. As they gathered their belongings, Waylen excitedly pointed out the airplanes passing by outside."Mommy, look at the big planes!" Waylen exclaimed, his eyes wide with wonder.Larisa smiled at her son's enthusiasm. "Yes, Waylen, they're amazing, we just stepped out of those remember?. we need to focus on finding our suitcases so we can get Home."After collecting their bags, they headed toward the exit, where they hailed a taxi to take them to their destination."Where can I take you?" the taxi driver asked as they climbed into the car."We're headed to 1111 Oak St, San Francisco, CA 94117," Larisa replied."Sure thing, ma'am," the driver said as he started the car.Waylen looked out the window as they drove through the city, taking in the sights and sounds of the bustling streets."Mommy, when are we going
Larisa smiled down at him, feeling grateful for the opportunity to share her childhood memories with her son. "Yes, sweetie. This is where I grew up," she replied, her voice filled with warmth.Waylen smiled. Larisa and Waylen walked into the living room. The once-familiar living room had been rearranged, with new furniture and fresh decor. The scent of her mother's cooking wafted through the air, and Larisa's mouth watered at the thought of her favorite dishes.As the scent of her mother's cooking filled the air, Larisa's mouth watered at the thought of her favorite dishes. Suddenly, a maid walked into the living room and Larisa smiled at her."Should I inform Mrs. Madison?" the maid asked."No, thanks," Larisa replied, feeling grateful for the help but eager to surprise her mother."Waylen, sit here. I'll be right back," Larisa said, guiding her son to the couch and promising to return soon.Larisa tiptoed into the kitchen, where she heard her mother humming a tune. She peeked aroun
As she pulled up to the curb outside the house, Ashley's heart swelled with excitement. She stepped out of the car and made her way up the front path, her mind buzzing with anticipation.Ashley stepped into the elegant living room of Larisa's parent's house, taking in the plush sofas and mahogany coffee table. As she looked around, she saw Mr. Madison hugging little Waylen in his arms, while Larisa and her mother stood beside them, beaming with joy."Larisa!" Ashley cried out, closing the door behind her. Her friend Larisa spun around and dashed towards her, wrapping her in a warm embrace."I've missed you so much, Ashley," Larisa whispered."I've missed you too," Ashley replied, holding her friend tightly.They pulled away and looked at each other, taking in how much they had changed since they last saw each other. Larisa couldn't help but compliment Ashley's appearance. "You look stunning, Ashley. You've grown even more beautiful since the last time I saw you."Ashley blushed. "Tha
After a delicious dinner, Mrs. Madison and Larisa cleared the plates while Mr. Madison helped Waylen down from his chair. Ashley followed behind and joined them in the living room. As they settled in, the group began to chat and catch up.Larisa's parents were curious about her life in the United States, and they asked her all sorts of questions. Larisa happily answered, telling them about her studies, her job, and her colleagues. She even mentioned Steven, who had been a huge help to her.After a while, Larisa and Ashley excused themselves and walked to Larisa's old room in her parents' house. As they entered, Larisa's face lit up with memories of her childhood and before she left for the united states. She pointed out her old posters, her favorite books, and the little trinkets she had collected and kept over the years.Ashley smiled as she watched Larisa reminisce. As Larisa and Ashley were going through some of Larisa's old belongings in her childhood room, they stumbled upon a ph
Alex let out a sigh of relief. "Great, how about I pick you up at 7?" he asked, sounding more confident now.Ashley smiled. "That works for me. Do you want to tell me where we're going?" she asked, feeling curious.Alex chuckled. "Nope, it's a surprise," he said, with a hint of playfulness in his voice.Ashley grinned. "Okay, I'll see you at 7 then," she said, before saying goodbye and hanging up the phone.After the call with Alex, Ashley lay on her bed in shock. She never expected him to ask her out on a date. She thought about it for a while before deciding to call her best friend, Larisa.Larisa picked up the phone. "What's up, Ashley?" she asked."I'm kind of confused, Larisa," Ashley said, her voice trembling."Confused about what?" Larisa asked, concern in her voice."Alex just called me, and he asked me out on a date tomorrow," Ashley said, her heart racing."By Alex, you mean Marcellus's friend, right?" Larisa clarified."Yes," Ashley replied."Did you accept?" Larisa asked.