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Mr. Farrell, We Are Divorced 038
Almyra's POVI leaned on the table with a smirk as I sipped a little content from the cup of coffee that was in my hand.The dull look on both of their faces was not even enough to change what I had in mind for them; beads of sweat had started forming on the forehead of the man. “Ah! So he is tense right?” I muttered to myself in a low voice.Ms Thompson, on the other hand, was already wetting the floor with her tears, which was not even able to move me in a way or two.“So what did you two think I should do to you?” I broke the silence in the room as I got up from the table.“Ma?” Ms Thompson stuttered in a low tone and her voice was covered in pain.“Yes?” I shifted my gaze to her.“I can explain.” She paused for a while before she sniffed. “If only you give me the chance.”I scoffed. “The chance?” Ms Thompson is a great asset to me but I can't just let her get away with what she did. The judgment I once thought of giving to her was not suitable enough. I had to increase it. The
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Almyra's POVI picked up the file in which I needed for the meeting and looked up with my eyes shut close.The feeling of firing Ms Thompson was really a painful one, tears rolled down my cheek as I held the file tightly.I rose up from where I sat as I walked out of the door and shut the door behind me with a fake smile plastered on my face.The mood I was while coming here was the complete opposite of the one I'm in as I'm going out. I waved to everyone with a smile as I made for the exit of the building.I sat in my car with my head buried in my palms, it was truly a painful decision to make as I fired her.As I sat in my car, trying to process my emotions, I couldn't help but think about the conversation that had just taken place. I had known Ms Thompson for years, and she had been an integral part of my company. But despite her strengths, her performance had been struggling, and I had to make the difficult decision to let her go.Deep down I knew that what she did was not somethi
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Almyra's POVAlarm sounds woke me up and I jumped off from bed. It was some minutes past six. I guess I was long gone from sleep since I slept late last night.I walked towards the curtain and opened a part of it, the rays of the sunlight brightening up a part of the room and illuminating the dust particles that danced in the air, like tiny ballerinas performing a choreographed routine. The warmth on my skin was a gentle caress, a comforting embrace that seemed to whisper, "A new day, a new beginning."As I stood there, bathed in the golden light, I felt a sense of hope stir within me. The darkness of the previous day, the burden of firing my secretary has now adjusted. I guess it was the feeling of betrayal that made me think the way I did yesterday. I guess I had a lot on my plate. That was why I was not able to think straight.I opened the curtain wider, allowing more sunlight to flood the room, chasing away my shadows that lingered in the corners.The brightness was almost blind
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Almyra's POVI sat where I was and went through Aurora Joules credentials and grades. It was a good one and she didn't seem to suck in he grades, that's great. Aurora Joules…a new name, a new candidate. I focused on her credentials, trying to distract myself from the emotional weight of the day. Her grades were impressive, a consistent stream of high marks and accolades. I noted her academic achievements, her extracurricular activities, and her personal statement.As I delved deeper into her file, I found myself becoming increasingly interested in this young woman. Her passion for her field shone through in her writing, and her experiences seemed to have prepared her well for the challenges ahead.For the first time since the difficult conversation with Ms Thompson, I felt a spark of enthusiasm. Maybe, just maybe, Aurora Joules could be the fresh start I needed. I made a mental note to schedule an interview with her, eager to learn more about this promising candidate.As I closed her
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Almyra's POV,I got up from where I sat and I walked out of my office along with my bag and I shut the door behind me. I checked my wristwatch as I made for the exit, the time was already sixteen minutes past five.I drove to a particular spot and I parked by the side of the road and I got down. I let out a sigh as I came out of the car and walked towards a bench in the road as I admired the evening sun, it was a very beautiful one. The warm glow of the evening sun cast a serene ambiance over the surroundings as I walked towards the bench. I felt the gentle breeze rustle my hair, carrying the sweet scent of blooming flowers. The sky was painted with hues of orange, pink, and purple, a breathtaking sunset that seemed to stretch on forever.I sat down on the bench, feeling the worn wood beneath me, and let out a deep sigh. The stress and tension of the day began to melt away as I gazed out at the tranquil scene before me. The world seemed to slow down, and for a moment, everything felt
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Almyra's POV,As I wiped the tears off my eyes it was like I went back in time. My thoughts drifted back to the time when I, Keith, Keiran and Kaleb would always stick together in the Orphanage home.The memories came flooding back, like a wave crashing over me. I remembered the four of us, Keith, Keiran, Kaleb, and me, huddled together in the orphanage, a bond of brotherhood forming between us. We were each other's family, relying on one another for support and comfort in a place that often felt cold and unforgiving.I recalled the late-night conversations, the shared dreams, and the mischief we would get up to, trying to make each other laugh in the darkest of times. We were a team, a unit, a family and nothing could break us apart.I smiled through tears, remembering Keith's infectious laugh, Keiran's quiet strength, and Kaleb's wild imagination. We had been through so much together, and yet, we had always found a way to emerge stronger, our bond unbreakable.My thoughts also drift
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Almyra's POV,I woke up the next morning and I saw Malum lying next to me on the lower part of the couch. I cleaned my eyes as I stood up from where I lay down.I guess we both slept off while searching for what to get for my brothers for their birthday that would be coming up in one day now.Malum has really gone deep in his sleep and I could hear him snoring silently. I picked up my phone and sound recorded him as he snored.I walked out of the sitting room as I went to get a cup of coffee from the kitchen. I met Kaleb in the kitchen with a cup of coffee and two pancakes. "Good morning Al." I could barely hear Kaleb's voice since his mouth was already filled up."Did you ever think of something else other than eating?" I teased him with a stiff laugh."Ok, that's not nice." Kaleb pointed towards me as he continued eating."Then you should stop eating too much," I crossed my hands defensively as I scoffed."I eat only three times a day Al. Three." Kaleb tried to talk defensively as
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Almyra's POV,After I purchased the gifts in which I would be giving to my triplet brothers on their birthday I gave it to Malum so my brothers won't know about it.I handed Malum the carefully wrapped gifts, making sure they were secure in his possession. "Make sure they don't find out, okay?" I whispered, a conspiratorial grin spreading across my face.Malum chuckled and nodded, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "I've got this. Your secret is safe with me."I breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a sense of excitement building up inside me. Tomorrow was going to be a special day, one that I knew on a short notice which was about two days ago. My triplet brothers, Keith, Keiran, and Kaleb, were turning another year older, and I wanted to make it a birthday they would never forget. I wanted to tomorrow to be a day that would make me forget about all the tough times I've faces in recent days, weeks and months.I quickly dialed the number of the party designers, my mind racing with the d
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