After breakfast, the school bus arrived to pick up Jackson. Amelia watched from the front door as he ran down the driveway, waving enthusiastically before hopping on the bus. She waved back, her heart swelling with love for the little boy. She stood there for a moment after the bus drove away, enjoying the peaceful morning air before returning inside. With Jackson at school and Alexander at the office, Amelia was left alone in the house, save for the maid who was there to help with the household chores. It was quiet, almost too quiet, but Amelia didn’t mind. She liked the calmness that came with having the house to herself, giving her time to relax and reflect. She made her way upstairs, intending to spend the morning catching up on some reading or perhaps doing some light organizing around the house. But as she reached the top of the stairs, a sound caught her attention—a car pulling into the driveway. Amelia froze for a moment, listening intently. Who could it be? She wasn’t exp
Soft, rhythmic beeping medical equipment filled the room, contrasting with the sterile white walls that surrounded it. Sunlight filtered through the partially drawn curtains casting a gentle glow over the frail figure lying in the hospital bed. Amelia sat beside her grandmother, clutching her hand, feeling the coolness of her skin against her own. Margaret, Amelia's grandmother, had always been a source of strength for her. While she fought the illness that had ravaged her body, she still had a determined gleam in her eyes. She gently squeezed Amelia's hand and motioned for her to come closer. Amelia,' Margaret whispered, her voice a mere shadow of its former vibrant self. There's something important I need to tell you. Amelia's heart was heavy with dread and sorrow as she leaned in. I'm here, Grandma. What is it? Margaret took a quick breath, never letting her eyes leave her granddaughter's. “I need you to do something for me It’s my last wish and I wouldn’t ask if it weren’t so
Are you sure about this? Alexander asked, his eyes searching hers for any signs of hesitation. Amelia nodded, her resolve steady. “I am. The terms have been made clear and I think this is the appropriate move forward. Let’s do it.” Together they walked to the courthouse, surrounded by a feeling of solemnity, Upon their arrival they were greeted by a clerk who guided them through the required paperwork Amelia signed her name on the contract followed by Alexander. Officially placing the agreement was done with their signatures. Subsequently, they stood in front of a judge who scrutinized their papers and listened to their agreement Alexander Sterling and Amelia Thompson are you in favor of free and willingly entering into this marriage contract? “Yes, Your Honor,” they both replied in unison. The judge nodded, satisfied. “Very well. By the power vested in me by the state I hereby recognize this marriage contract. Congratulations to both of you.” As they exited the courthou
Amelia’s eyes widened at the news, her face a mix of surprise and confusion. “Alexander is coming back?” she whispered, more to herself than anyone else.Mark’s heart sank. This was the worst possible timing. He watched as Amelia processed the information, her mind clearly racing with thoughts of her husband’s imminent return. Any chance he had of confessing his feelings seemed to evaporate in that moment.“I... I didn’t know,” Amelia said, her voice tinged with uncertainty. “He didn’t tell me anything about this.”Mark felt a sense of sympathy for her. It was clear that Alexander’s return was unexpected and had thrown her off balance. 'Amelia, are you okay? ' He gently asked, pushing aside his own feelings for the moment.She looked at him, her eyes filled with a mixture of emotions. I'm not sure. It's been so long since I last saw him. I don’t know what to expect.”Mark nodded, understanding her predicament. “If you need someone to talk to or just need a friend, I’m here for you,
As Alexander entered Sterling Enterprises, he was greeted by an unexpected surprise. His employees had gathered in the lobby, a banner reading "Welcome Back, Alexander!" hanging overhead. Applause and cheers filled the air as he walked in, and he couldn’t help but smile at the heartfelt reception."Welcome back, Mr. Sterling!" someone called out, and soon the chorus of greetings became overwhelming.He raised his hand to quiet the crowd, his eyes shining with appreciation. "Thank you all so much. It’s great to be back and see all of your familiar faces."One of his senior managers stepped forward, holding a bouquet of flowers. "We wanted to show you how much we’ve missed you and how happy we are to have you back."Alexander accepted the flowers, feeling genuinely touched. "Thank you. This means a lot to me."He took a moment to look around, taking in the smiles and enthusiasm of his team. It was then that he decided to show his gratitude in a tangible way. "I’ve seen the hard work you
Meanwhile, at home, Amelia tried to unwind after a long and emotionally draining day. She couldn’t shake the encounter with Alexander or the kindness Mark had shown her. The mix of emotions—hurt, anger, confusion—left her feeling exhausted.As she sat in her living room, she thought about their marriage, the time apart, and how everything seemed to change. She wondered if they could ever bridge the gap that had grown between them. The night wore on, with both Alexander and Amelia lost in their thoughts, each grappling with their own feelings of loss and longing. Alexander’s focus on his work became a refuge, a way to avoid confronting the complexities of his personal life, while Amelia sought comfort in the small moments of kindness and understanding she found in her interactions with Mark.The next morning, Alexander arrived at the office with a steely determination to bury himself in his work. He had instructed Claire to keep an eye on Amelia, hoping it would give him some semblanc
The following day, Alexander woke up with a sense of determination. The sleepless night had been spent wrestling with his thoughts about Amelia and their strained relationship. He knew he couldn’t continue avoiding the issue, and something had to change.After the morning meeting with the board of directors, he returned to his office, his mind made up. He called his personal assistant, Claire, into his office. She entered, carrying her ever-present notepad, ready to take down his instructions."Good morning, Mr. Sterling," Claire greeted him with a professional smile."Good morning, Claire," Alexander replied, his tone serious. "I need you to call Amelia and ask her to come to my office as soon as possible. Also, cancel all my meetings for today."Claire raised an eyebrow, surprised by the abrupt change in schedule. "Cancel all your meetings, sir? Are you sure? You have several important appointments lined up.""Yes, I’m sure," Alexander confirmed, his voice firm. "Tell them something
Amelia was torn between her mind and heart. Her mind told her not to forgive Alexander, but her heart still belonged to him. She was deep in thought when the doorbell rang, breaking her reverie. She quickly went to answer it and was pleasantly surprised to see Mark standing there, holding a bouquet of roses and a box of chocolates."Mark, what a surprise!" she exclaimed, her eyes lighting up as she saw the gifts. "Come in, please."Mark smiled warmly and stepped inside. "I thought you might need a little cheering up," he said, handing her the roses and chocolates.Amelia took the roses, her smile growing wider. "These are beautiful, Mark. Thank you so much.""It's the least I could do," Mark said, his voice gentle. "I wanted to bring a smile to your face."Amelia nodded, her expression softening. "Well, you've certainly succeeded. Come, let's sit down."They moved to the living room, where Amelia placed the roses in a vase and set the chocolates on the coffee table. She sat down on th