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2024-11-19 13:00:32After a few days, a new day began and so our last day in Seattle, the morning with the soft glow of sunlight streaming through the curtains was making me want to stay longer in bed. And as I stretched lazily, still basking in the warmth of the previous evening. William’s surprise dinner and our time together visiting stores and places around Seattle had left me with a renewed sense of joy, but as I sat up in bed, reality started to creep back in.
There was so much left unresolved in Anacortes. Wilma’s pending response to the lawsuit, the custody battle for Grandma, and my desire to protect Lucas and secure a stable future—it all loomed over me like a heavy fog.
Still, today wasn’t about those challenges, at least not entirely. I had promised William that I’d accompan
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“Now all of my ingredients are here, so time for me to bake this quick.” I uttered while putting my hands to begin my preparation.It was a quiet, sunlit morning in the kitchen when I decided to bake cookies for Grandma. The house was still, save for the faint hum of birds chirping outside and the occasional creak of the wooden floors beneath my feet. It had been too long since I’d last brought her something personal, and I wanted to make these cookies extra special. I pulled out flour, sugar, chocolate chips, and vanilla extract from the pantry, carefully arranging them on the counter. Baking wasn’t exactly my forte, but I was determined to give it my best shot. Grandma had always loved the cookies I’d brought her from that little bakeshop near my place in Vancouver. She would light up, her eyes twinkling as she savored the sweetness, thanking me for thinking of her. Today, I wanted to see that same joy in her eyes—but this time, it would come from something I made myself. As
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"Margarette," he called, tilting his head, "your face is all red. Are you feeling alright?"William was situated by the counter when his eyes suddenly narrowed, a teasing grin tugging at his lips.Startled, I quickly turned away, pretending to busy myself with the now-clean mixing bowls. "I’m fine," I replied hastily, my voice betraying my flustered state. "It’s just...warm in here.""Warm?" His deep chuckle resonated in the room as he walked closer. "You’ve been blushing since we baked those cookies. Are you sure it’s not something else?"I turned to glare at him, crossing my ar
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The sound of my phone buzzing relentlessly broke the peaceful morning. I groggily reached for it on the bedside table, but the moment I saw Jack’s name flash on the screen, I knew something wasn’t right."Hey Jack, what’s up this early in the morning?" I answered, sitting up and brushing my hair from my face."Margarette," Jack’s tone was sharp and urgent, "I’ve got news, and it’s not good.""What’s going on?" I asked, my chest tightening."Wilma just filed for a temporary restraining order against you," he said, and my breath hitched. "She’s claiming that you’re a threat to Madam Victoria and intend to harm her because of your past issues with them. You’re not allowed to see the Madam Victoria for the next twenty days.""What? I promised to come and see Grandma after the hearing next week. I can’t be blocked away like that!" I shouted, the words barely registering. "That’s absurd! I know Wilma’s doing this to keep me from seeing Grandma. She’s twisting everything!"Jack sighed on the
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It was early afternoon when I found myself stepping into a cozy, sunlit restaurant nestled in the heart of the city. The gentle hum of chatter and the clinking of silverware set a tranquil tone, but my heart was pounding. I hadn’t seen Regina in years, and now I was about to ask for her help in a matter as delicate as this.I spotted her near the window, her caramel curls catching the sunlight. She looked calm and composed, sipping a glass of iced tea, her eyes scanning the menu. As I approached, she looked up and smiled, a flicker of warmth in her gaze."Margarette," Regina greeted, standing up to hug me. "It’s been a while, isn’t it?.""Yeah, it sure has," I replied, feeling a rush of nostalgia. "Thank you for agreeing to meet up with me. I could only guess you must be busy with your personal life.""Of course. And don’t bother. You sounded like whatever you intend to meet me up today for like it was really that urgent and important." she said, motioning for me to sit.We exchanged
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The days leading up to the preliminary hearing were a whirlwind of preparation and tension. I spent most of my time reviewing documents, discussing strategies with Jack, and making sure Regina felt secure in her decision to testify. Each day felt like a new hurdle, but I was determined to see this through.This morning, however, started on a particularly nerve-wracking note. I had just finished my breakfast when my phone buzzed with a call from Regina."Good morning, Regina," I answered, trying to keep my voice steady despite the knot of anxiety in my chest."Morning, Margarette," she said, her tone hesitant. "I wanted to talk to you about something before I meet with Jack later today.""Sure," I replied, immediately concerned. "Is everything okay?"Regina sighed, and I could sense her unease. "I’m still committed to helping you, but I had an... encounter with someone close to Wilma yesterday."My stomach dropped. "Who?""One of her so-called hired people," she said. "They cornered me
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The week of waiting for the judge’s decision felt like an eternity. Each passing day brought a mix of hope and anxiety. I distracted myself by keeping busy, but my thoughts always wandered back to the courtroom and Regina’s powerful testimony. The truth was on our side, yet I couldn’t help but fear that Wilma’s influence might still sway the decision.On the morning of the ruling, I sat with Jack in his office, clutching a cup of coffee I hadn’t taken a sip of. Regina was there too, her presence a quiet reminder of how much we’d fought for this moment.Jack’s phone buzzed. He looked at the screen, then back at us, his face calm but unreadable."It’s the court’s clerk," he said, answering the call.I leaned forward, holding my breath as he listened. His expression didn’t change as he nodded along, jotting down a few notes. Finally, he hung up and looked at me."The judge ruled in our favor," Jack said, a small smile breaking through his professional demeanor. "The TRO is revoked. You’r
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There was a soft humming woke me early, a gentle tune drifting from the kitchen. At first, I thought I was dreaming. It had been years since I’d heard someone hum in the mornings—a sound that spoke of comfort, warmth, and routine. I rubbed my eyes and pushed off the blankets, hurrying downstairs.As I approached the kitchen, I froze. Grandma Victoria stood by the counter, organizing jars of spices with a tea towel slung over her shoulder. She looked so at home, so natural, that for a moment I forgot the battles we had fought to bring her here.“Good morning, Grandma,” I greeted, stepping carefully into the room.She turned, startled for a moment before her face softened into a smile. “Oh, my, dear. Good morning. I didn’t mean to wake you.”“You didn’t,” I reassured her, moving to her side. “I just wasn’t expecting to see you up so early.”“I thought I’d make myself useful,” she said, her hands delicately rearranging a jar of cinnamon. “This place is lovely, but I need to keep busy, yo
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About a few weeks later…It had been weeks since I last faced her, but the thought of her icy glare still sent chills down my spine. Today was no different. When she entered the courtroom, dressed sharply in a tailored black suit, her eyes locked onto mine like a predator sizing up its prey.The courthouse had a way of feeling colder than it should, even on a warm day. The air conditioning hummed softly, the scent of polished wood and faintly lingering coffee hanging in the air. I sat at the plaintiff's table, trying to focus on my breathing while the memories of past encounters with Wilma gnawed at the edges of my confidence.I swallowed hard and glanced at William, sitting beside me. He must have sensed my unease because he reached over and gave my hand a warm squeeze. His touch was steadying, like an anchor pulling me back from the storm raging in my mind.“You’ve got this,” William murmured, his voice low and soothing. “She’s all smoke and mirrors. The truth is on your side.”I n
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