SARAH'S POV "Hey," I said while taking a seat next to him."Hi, finally you got free, hmm?" He asked with a small smile."Well, I was only free. It's just that I like to be with girls." I know he is hinting about girls and how I keep myself busy the whole day behind them. He is not wrong either, honestly. Sometimes I wonder why I never leave Bella at all. I guess I don't trust anyone when it comes to her, apart from Natalia."I know that, but there are so many people around here to take care of them. Why do you exhaust yourself?" He asked while turning toward me.I took the cup of coffee, which I knew was for me, and took a sip. Closing my eyes, I let the caffeine hit my nerves and calm a little tiredness, if I was feeling any."Ivan, she is my daughter, and I want to be around whenever she needs me," I said, while looking ahead at the dark flower field.Though he knows already, however, I don’t like to remind anyone or myself, as I don’t have anyone apart from her. And just the thoug
"No, you don’t. I deadpanned what I said. "I smile at people who are close to my heart. " I melted hearing this, as this is the first time, he has said something like this. Ivan is a man of few words. Over his phone, he also notices he is mostly in hmmm. But his actions speak louder than his words, which I don’t know about others but have noticed. He means no harm to anyone; it’s just that his persona is so rigid that he can’t do anything about it, I guess.I again lost myself looking at his feathers. He is boiling, and I don’t know why he doesn’t get into any relationships. I am sure he can get any girl on his knees."Is there something on my face, or is today the best day of life as Ms. Rose is gracing her undivided attention to me today?" He smirks when he notices me gawking at him. Well, I was lost in my thoughts, or else I had no interest in him. But again, it was embarrassing when he caught me red-handed. "Hmmm, I was looking outside the window." I made a lame excuse. "You
SARAH'S POV Mommy Bella ran to me the moment her eyes landed on me, and I hugged her tightly like a bundle of joy.Bella is surely my peace of mind, but my foggy thoughts because of old memories aren’t giving me any peace of mind.I somehow know what will give me that peace, though it’s fictitious. Still, it has some beautiful memories and alluring feelings I felt long ago. And whenever I see that, somehow my restless heart gets easier.Reaching back to the beach, I noticed the kids went back to their playing, and Simi and Parminder were having their me-time a little farther away from us. And that view added more fuel to my dismay.I averted my eyes to the other side, but someone was keeping close eyes on my move and caught me red-handed by saying, You know you can also have the same happiness for yourself, Sarah?" I looked to my right side after hearing this, and Ivan was looking at me with some unfamiliar emotion in his eyes, which did not go unnoticed by what he meant."Rose, my na
SARAH'S POV "You don’t want to move on. You have enjoyed the pain you get from your old memories." His words hit me hard this time.My sudden anger rose to hear him, and I gritted my teeth.His honest remark somehow touched my heart. I know for a fact that I don’t want to let those memories fade away. Not because I am loving this pain, but because those are the only best memories I had in my life before Bella entered. I am emotionally attached to them, and it’s true that I don’t want to forget that, not today or tomorrow.I might not cherish them, as they aren’t as sweet as sugar. However, those were the best ones.My First ManMy First KissMy First HouseMy First LoveMy First TouchEvery feeling that I felt for the first time, I cannot forget. I hate Sean, but I can’t hate the memories that are connected to him because those were the best ones I had until now.But how can I tell people what my exact reason is? Because they won’t think things through from my perspective, I prefer no
"Ms. Martha, I heard you are not keeping the proper paperwork regarding the kids we have under our shelter." This statement hurt her pride, and she was taken aback at hearing it. Till now, no one has accused her of anything, and today some unknown person is coming and blaming her for something she has not done. "Are you trying to accuse me of something, Sir? And if yes, then would you mind enlightening me a little?" She asked politely. Ms. Martha is a kind lady. Even though she knows you are insulting her, she will never lose her patience and cool down that easily. "I am afraid I am Ms. Martha." He said it with the same authority, and somehow Ms. Martha noticed he had come up with some sort of proof; hence, he was looking so confident about it. She instantly thought about what it could be, but her memory recalled nothing about which she needed to be concerned. "Then I would like to know, sir, what it is." She said this while folding her hands on the table. "I have gone through a
SARAH’S POV "I am afraid that would be possible." I stiffen hearing the voice.Stiff? No, I froze like ice.Am I hallucinating again? I thought something was forcing me to open my eyes to check my surroundings because suddenly my body felt some different type of sensation, and somehow this feeling is not new.I have felt this way before.But when?I was flattered, opened my eyes, and gave a glance at my sound, but my eyes stuck on the tall figure.Wearing a navy blue three-piece full suit and shining polish shoes, an expensive watch, and black spectacles.A figure used to make my life beautiful.The same figure was the reason for my smile and my happiness.He was my solace.And look at the fortune I have. The same figure is the reason for my broken self.The tears I just cleaned again appear and make their way out of my eyes.My eyes stuck to his eyes. Fury was visible in his eyes, and arrogance was dripping down his body.He looked scary to me this time.The aura he created with his
Does he want me to be his slave? He could use the word nanny or maybe caretaker, but no. He said, Slave. The one who used to claim he loved me wants me to be his slave. ‘Look at the irony.’ I started laughing like a man when I heard him. My stomach started hurting and tears started flowing, but I did not stop laughing. After some time, I recovered, took a deep breath, and looked at him. He was looking at me with no emotion on his face. No love, no hate, no anger, no arrogance He was standing like a statue. I looked at him with a painful smile. If this man thinks taking away my daughter is that easy, then he is wrong. He does not know how much I love her or to what extent I can go for her. I shake my head with a smile. "This is a tiny price, if you ask me, Mr. Hudson. I will do anything for her. If it's a slave, then I will be a slave." I said, looking into his eyes to get the obvious message of how much I love her. "Very well then. We have to sign a small contract, and she is
The look on their faces was a clear sign that I have to explain more than I like, and I have no escape now, and I know that fact. "Bella darling, we are going somewhere; can you pack your bag, please?" I said this while holding her face in my palms. ‘Where Mommy?’ She asked excitedly, and I felt bad thinking, What if her excitement will die at Sean’s place? What if she does not like the place? Gulping my fear, I forced my lip to stretch into a smile. "That’s a surprise for you. So hurry up." I spoke. "Ok, mommy. Let’s go, Pam." She said this while walking towards her room holding Pam’s hand, and that view broke my heart. Now how will I tell her it’s just us going, not Pam? Till now, Bella has been used to having Pam around her, and now she will be all alone at Sean’s place. It is already so much for me to digest, and explaining everything to everyone is taking a toll on me. ‘Gosh, how will I do this?’ I thought about looking everywhere, then at these people who are waiting for m