Jade
I closed my eyes and let Ed Sheeran's voice soothe my soul, knowing fully well that I was moping but didn't care. I promised myself just a few more days, and then I would stop thinking about Michael. It was proving to be extremely difficult to forget about the man when I dreamt of him every time I closed my eyes. We'd had the perfect night together, and my mind couldn't stop replaying it, which was both satisfying and torturous. I heard my bedroom door open, and I opened my eyes to see Tammie narrowing her eyes at me. "You know that listening to heartbreak songs makes you feel like crap, right?" I sat up and paused the song playing on my phone. "Joke's on you. That was actually a love song." Tammie rolled her eyes. "You need to get out more, and I mean just getting out into the sun. Have you seen how pale you look?" "I had that stomach bug all weekend, remember?" "Yeah, but I thought you were feeling better now?" "I am. Maybe my complexion is just taking time to catch up." Staying in bed all weekend had probably upped my Michael thoughts since I had nothing else to do, but I'd had little choice. It had all started with my sister's macaroni and cheese which had made me spend the entire weekend hugging a toilet bowl. Despite that little sore spot in my heart, I was feeling much better. "Well, you look worse than Grandma Rose, and she has the excuse of having a device implanted in her heart." I laughed and shook my head. "How is she doing? I meant to visit this weekend, but –" "You were busy puking your guts out, I know. She's complaining about being on bed rest, but every day is better than the last." As if she had woken up my regurgitation system by simply mentioning the word 'puking,' I felt my breakfast threatening to reappear. I rushed to the toilet and got there just in time, feeling tears sting my eyes as I retched. Tammie was right behind me, and she pushed my hair out of the way, holding it up for me as I threw up. When there was nothing left, Tammie handed me some toilet paper to wipe my mouth, and I sat on the floor for a minute as I caught my breath. "It might be time to visit the doctor," Tammie said, but I shook my head. I had been feeling fine a few minutes ago, and besides feeling just a little tired, I wasn't in any pain. I told this to Tammie, who frowned. "A doctor would tell us what's up. You've been assuming it was just a case of eating bad food, but shouldn't it be out of your system by now?" I had no idea; maybe using G****e for medical advice wasn't the best way to go. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were pregnant," Tammie teased, obviously trying to lighten the mood and make me laugh. But her statement had the opposite effect as a cold feeling of dread filled my entire body. I placed a hand to my stomach and prayed to any God that would listen that Tammie was wrong. The idea had never crossed my mind, and now that she had mentioned it, I wondered how it hadn't been the first thing I thought of. "Hey, are you okay? I was only joking," Tammie said, placing her hand on my shoulder. "You are practically celibate. If anyone should be pregnant, then it would be me." She laughed but stopped when I didn't join her, her own face becoming pale. "Oh shit," she almost whispered. "Sexy guy from the auction?" I nodded slowly as I did the math in my head. "But you've always been irregular," Tammie insisted. Even though I was panicking, I felt gratitude toward Tammie for trying to provide some much-needed logic. "This is the sixth week. Even I am not that irregular." But I had also been a bit stressed the past few weeks. Between working on my application for culinary school and being busy at work, maybe my system had just responded accordingly. Pregnancy was not the only thing that made a person throw up, miss their period, and feel tired. But even as I said it, I knew I was grasping at straws. "Remember when I had those back-to-back modeling gigs? I didn't get my period for two months, and the doctor said it was just stress." I refrained from reminding her that she had not slept with anyone in those two months, which made our circumstances very different. I didn't want to say it out loud because it might become true. "I think we need to go to the pharmacy," I said, knowing I had to be sure.While Tammie waited for me, I grabbed a jacket and put on my shoes in silence. We bought a test within thirty minutes and were back in my room. My heart threatened to jump out of my chest, and I felt like throwing up again, only this time because of nerves. I paced the room as we waited for the minutes to be up, and when Tammie's alarm went off, I felt my heart stop. My hands shook with anxiety."I can't look," I said tearfully to Tammie, and she nodded.She checked the test I had placed on a chair on top of some toilet paper, and her face told me all I needed to know. I checked for myself, picking up the stick and seeing the two lines sealing my fate."I must have done something wrong," I said, shaking my head."Jade-""I've heard these things sometimes give you a false positive."The test had to be wrong, I told myself. There was still a chance that we would laugh about this tomorrow; this was just some fluke.Tammie gave me a sad look but nodded. "It's okay. Let's get a different b
The following fortnight was filled with work and finalizing my application. The morning sickness seemed like an all-day sickness sometimes, and I quickly realized that this child had a strong aversion to dairy products. It felt strange realizing that the things I used to like to eat didn't matter anymore. As much as I wanted to hide and pretend that this wasn't happening, my body was changing quickly, and the tiny person inside my belly would not be ignored. The only thing I could do was take one day at a time, and I invested most of my time in researching more about giving up my baby for adoption.Today was one of the slower days at work, and I was counting down the minutes until my shift was over. I was meeting Tammie for lunch first; then, we were going for my first ultrasound appointment later. As soon as my alarm went off, I quickly got ready to leave. I was so rushed that I almost bumped into a lady at a corner, pushing her baby in a stroller."Oh, I'm so sorry," I apologized pr
Michael"Sometimes, I think you forget whose name is on your paycheck every month!"My assistant, Daisy, raised a brow at me, and I reigned in my anger. I took a deep breath and faced the windows, taking in the beautiful view. I listened to the man on the other end of the line apologizing, but I was not interested in apologies. Never, in the history of my family legacy, had the Fletcher fortune been enhanced by apologies. And what people didn't realize was that it wasn't my vanity that fueled my passion for succeeding but the responsibilities that I had. To most, I was just a thirty-four-year-old man who had been born with a platinum spoon in his mouth. In truth, I was just a couple of millions shy of becoming a billionaire, but that wealth supported many people.I had thousands of employees and charities that needed me to be the best I could be. There were scholarships in my family name that sent hundreds of kids to school each year, not to mention the medical donations that saved th
JadeToday was one of those days when everything was not going my way. I had spent the entire afternoon shopping with Robin for some new shoes and school supplies, and it seemed we had both reached our breaking point. He had asked for everything he saw, and I was now tired and broke. If only there were a way to explain to a stubborn six-year-old that mommy didn't have money to buy everything he wanted. Especially things he didn't need. I thought that after six years of doing this, I would be a pro by now, but there was no manual for motherhood, and on days like these, one just had to be extra patient."I want ice cream, Mommy," came another request.There were a few fancy restaurants as we walked by, and just ahead of us was a gelato place. I must admit that the large banner with different gelato cones looked appetizing, but I had just bought Robin some yogurt an hour before."We are going home, Robin, and you left ice cream in the freezer, remember?"There was a small tub of vanilla
MichaelI had to give it to Jade. She was one damn good actress. She stood there, pretending she had no idea what I was talking about and looked at me like I had lost my mind. This acting only angered me even more. It was one thing to lie and another to stick to that lie as if it were the truth.She was almost the same as I remembered her, only a little older now. Her face was free of makeup, but she looked so gorgeous it was almost painful. I wondered if she had continued with her modeling; she certainly had the face for it. And that hair was sure to land her many shampoo commercials. But then again, her beauty and my attraction to her had never been the problem. It was her integrity."Mommy?"The little voice brought me back to reality, and I looked at the little boy next to Jade. When I had left the restaurant, I had seen her bend over to talk to the child, but funny how I hadn't paid him any mind once I finally came face to face with her. It was like the world around us had disapp
JadeI held it together pretty well until I got home, and then it finally hit me. I had just seen the father of my child after several years, something I had never thought would happen again. How did a normal, boring shopping day turn out to be so eventful? It went from zero to a hundred, too fast for me to catch my breath. Robin ran to his room as soon as we arrived, excited to finally be home after a long day. It gave me a little time to process everything and not just fall apart in front of him.I wentinto the bathroom and splashed some water onto my face, telling myself I wouldn't cry. It would not solve anything or help me in any way, no matter how much I wanted to cry. I wondered what I had done to piss the universe off because I certainly didn't deserve this. I was by no means perfect, but I always strived to be the best version of myself and lead by example for my son. Now my life was being turned upside down again, just when I thought I was getting the hang of it.I tookmy ph
"Shit, he saw Robin?""Yeah, but he somehow assumed that I'm married and that I used him. I had to leave before he said anything worse in front of Robin, but he was so angry, Tammie. And I got mad at him too, and it was all just one huge disaster.""I'm so sorry, girl. Maybe now it will help you finally stop pining for him."I scoffed. "I don't pine.""Yes, you do, missy, and if you pine any harder, you will turn into a pine tree."I couldn't help but laugh at that. "You are insane, but unfortunately, I love you anyway.""So, what are you going to do?" She asked."What's there to do?""Don't you think it's fate that he's back in town after all these years, and you just happened to meet each other?""Why didn't fate intervene when I was busy looking for him to help me care for our son?""Because you can't question fate, duh! She has her own way of doing things that all makes sense in the end."I laughed and shook my head. "That is crazy, and you know it. Robin and I had our rhythm goin
Michael"Just a second, Mr. Fletcher."I sighed as the receptionist typed something into her computer, making me wait another minute. I had another meeting in a couple of hours, and I needed this council meeting to go well and on time. I checked the time for the fifth time since I arrived, and my impatience only increased.I turned away from the receptionist to look around, needing to look at something other than her. I didn't know if it was how the system was or just her, but there was a need for improvement. Just then, a large group of kids walked through the main entrance. It was more of running than walking, but it was to be expected judging by the children's ages. One of the kids stopped and looked my way before breaking from the group and running toward me. I frowned when he stopped before me, giving me a large grin. It was only then that I realized this little fellow was familiar.Damn."Hi," he said with a small wave.It reminded me of the first time I met his mother, and she