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Steph woke up around ten am, and the sunlight was already glaring in the room. Everyone had woken up by then, and her mom commented on how it was unusual that she was the last to wake up.
“Vicky always woke up early to study while you did so to read model magazines. You were never in bed past seven,” Stacy said.
Steph threw a glance at Robert, who was in a quiet conversation with Vicky.
“What are they talking about?” she asked casually
“Have you forgotten they should go to Mt. Kilis?” Stacy said, and Steph felt a lump on her throat. Memories from last night came flooding before her, and she felt so overwhelmed.
It was just a fling. We didn’t know what we were doing, she repeatedly told herself silently. It was her usual mantra, especially when she was drunk, but this time, someone else was involved. She was lost in her thoughts still when she served a cup of coffee and went where her sister was.
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Just like a faithful person, Robert took all the photos. His mind was on Steph. Before they came to Paraiso, he had never thought of her as a woman he would get intimate with. He never even looked at her, and given they didn’t share office space, they didn’t interact much.“We have seen enough of this place. I would like to walk around this town. This might be the only chance I have given I might get to work anytime.” Robert told Vicky.He had gotten bored of taking photos of her, and he just wanted something for a change. As soon as he had seen what he wanted to, he would insist they go back home so he could see Steph.Steph was preparing to leave the house to meet some old girlfriends of hers when she heard the doorbell ring. They weren’t expecting any visitors, and she was sure it wasn’t Vicky and Robert because they wouldn’t knock. Vicky had the house key.She went to her mom’s room to inquire if she was
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Stella called Steph but she didn’t answer her phone. She wanted an update of what was going on in Paraiso. Since their departure, she hadn’t heard a word from Steph or Robert, and she was worried they might lose track of what sent them to Paraiso.“I had to send both of them on that mission, so they get closer. Robert needs to settle down, and having known him for such a long time, I think Steph might be the right person for him,” she told herself. “What if my plan worked, and instead of work, they are now romancing?” she shuddered at the thought.She decided to call Robert, who picked on the second ring.“Thank goodness. I have been trying to reach Steph, and she isn’t answering. Is everything okay?”“All is fine. We’re still monitoring the area around the mountain. Don’t stress yourself. You have two capable workers out here. We will get the work done.” Robert said.&ld
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Steph was shocked. She was also elated. She had wanted that. Just a few minutes ago. But why couldn’t she just say yes to his proposal? Didn’t she love him enough? What was wrong with her?“I perfectly understand if you can’t give me a response now. Think it over. I know you aren’t sure if I am serious or not. You can forget everything in the world but never forget the fact that I love you.” Fred said, and Steph nodded silently.“Can I ask you something?” Steph said after a while.“Go ahead. What do you want to know?”“When you stopped answering my calls and texts, I was convinced that it was because you had found someone else to love. I don’t understand. What really happened?”Fred walked and had his back to Steph. He then told her that it was because he was struggling to survive in Holland and didn’t want to bother people from home with his problems. It hurt to cu
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For two whole days, Fred had been waiting for Steph to give him feedback. He was acting like some love-sick child. He decided to call her to find out what she had decided, but she wasn’t answering his calls. Then after a while, his calls weren’t going through.“What the hell Steph? Do not play such games with me. You can’t avenge for the mistakes I made years ago. Get back to me as soon as you can.” he sent a voicemail, but still, there was nothing.He asked his late dad’s help to get the carry ready for him because he would be leaving in a while.“Okay, sir”He was at Steph’s home, and there was silence all over. It seemed as if there was no one at home. He was about to leave when he heard a noise from inside the house and rushed there.“Who is it? It’s Fred. Please let me in.”He heard things being thrown against the wall and was sure it was Vicky doing so.&ldq
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Robert and Steph were sited with a group of journalists comparing notes on what they had learned about the mountain so far. This was a new experience for both of them. They had expected the others to hide their findings because they were all in business, and getting the most selling story was their objective.“Steph.”Steph turned to look at who had called her and saw Fred standing there like he owned the place. He looked at the group of people Steph was with but didn’t bother to even say hi.Knowing he wasn’t there for serious business, Steph ignored him, telling him that she was busy and would only see him when they had a break.“Your work is important, but so is your sister. You have to come with me now,” Fred said.Steph stood up, and so did Robert. They hurried towards Fred, who looked at Robert in disdain.“If I were you, I wouldn’t have come here?” he said.“It is a go
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Vicky faithfully attended all her sessions. She was learning to deal with her emotions. Veronica was a good listener and was very empathetic towards her patient. “Thank you, mum. I resented you at first for making me start therapy, but now I realize you were doing it for my good,” she told Stacy. “You are my daughter. I love you. I couldn’t let you go through what was bothering you alone. I hope you are okay now,” Stacy said. “Better than I have ever been. Veronica has done more than help me. I have started looking at myself from a different angle. Am sorry for being such a bad daughter.” “You don’t have to apologize. We all go through difficult moments, and we respond differently. Am just happy you are okay now,” “I will finish my session next week. I can’t wait for Steph to be back. I want a new beginning for all of us,” “Talking of Steph, she tried calling you, but you weren’t available. She said hi,” Stacy said, turning on the tv.
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