The knock on the door almost made Mitchell stumble to the ground. "Emma is that you again. Why can't you stop being silly? She asked amid shock with a hint of laugh. "Meet me in my office Mitchell" those words sent a cold sensation down her spine. "Mr Robert! She asked herself in awe as she made her way to Mr. Robert's office. She couldn't help but feel a knot of anxiety tightening in her stomach. As she approached the door, she took a deep breath to steady her nerves before knocking softly. "Come in," Mr. Robert's voice called from the other side. Mitchell hesitated for a moment before opening the door and stepping inside. The room felt colder than usual, and she could sense tension in the air. Mr. Robert sat behind his desk, his expression undetermined. "Please, have a seat," he gestured towards the chair across from him. Mitchell took a seat, her mind racing with thoughts of what she might have done wrong. Was she summoned because of the way she sounded earlier or Had she misse
Mitchell sat on her bed thinking of what next to do. The thought of Rose crossed her mind. "What if I should talk to her? What if I tell her and she asks me questions? What if..." She asked herself silently. She picked up her phone, held her phone tightly as she dialed her sister's number. She anxiously waited for her to pick up, her heart pounding with a mix of excitement and nerves. Finally, Rose's voice came through the line."Hey, Mitchell! What's up?" Rose greeted her cheerfully.Mitchell took a deep breath, gathering her thoughts before stating the reason for her call. "Hey, Rose. I wanted to ask you something... You know, about love and relationships."There was a teasing tone in Rose's voice as she replied." I knew it! You usually don't call at night except you have something that you need an urgent answer to. She told her, waiting for her to respond. "Rose?" Mitchell called before her voice came through again. "Oh, so my little sister is finally interested in matters of the
Since Ma'am Maria returned, she has kept an eye on Mitchell and noticed some changes in her. She had noticed a change in Mitchell's behavior over the past few days, and it was beginning to worry her. Mitchell seemed lost in her own thoughts, often seen talking to herself, and there was a distant look in her eyes.One afternoon, Ma'am Maria decided to approach Mitchell gently, hoping to provide her with an opportunity to open up if something was indeed bothering her."Mitchell," Ma'am Maria said, her voice filled with warmth and care. "May I have a moment of your time?"Mitchell looked up, her eyes meeting Ma'am Maria's concerned gaze. She offered a small smile but didn't seem entirely convinced."Is everything alright, Ma'am Maria?" Mitchell asked, trying to sound composed.Ma'am Maria took a seat beside Mitchell, allowing a moment of silence to pass between them before speaking. She wanted to create a safe space for Mitchell to express herself."I've noticed that you've been lost in
The week leading up to Mr Robert's birthday was approaching with excitement and the preparations. Mitchell, Emma, Sarah, and the Oliver siblings worked tirelessly to ensure that everything was perfect.During the day, they carefully planned and organized the decorations, ensuring that every detail reflected Mr Robert's preferences and personality. They chose his favorite colors, arranged balloons and streamers, and hung a special birthday banner. They transformed the living room into a vibrant and festive space, eagerly awaiting the moment when it would be unveiled. when Mr Robert was occupied with work, the group quietly sprang into action, putting their plan into motion. They cleaned every nook and cranny, ensuring the house was sparkling clean. They cooked delicious meals, taking care to prepare Mr Robert's favorite dishes. The aroma of his beloved food filled the air, adding to the anticipation of the celebration to come.Throughout the week, Mr Robert remained non-observant of
Two days after the grand celebration, Mr Robert summoned Mitchell to his office. As usual she had mixed feelings; hoping for him to let the cat out of the bag and at the same time, wondered about what she might have done wrong. "Or could it be another round of appreciation?" She asked herself as she entered Mr. Robert's office. She had been called in for a one-on-one conversation, and she wondered what Mr. Robert wanted to discuss this time. As she took a seat in front of his desk, she noticed his warm smile, which eased her tension slightly."Mitchell," Mr. Robert began, his voice gentle but authoritative. "I wanted to take a moment to get to know you better. Tell me, what are your plans for the future? What do you dream of becoming?"Mitchell's eyes widened at the question. She never expected such question from him. Although, She had always carried a dream deep within her heart, a dream she rarely shared with others. But now, sitting before Mr. Robert, she felt compelled to open up.
Mr. Robert walked into the school administration block office, filled with excitement. He had been eagerly waiting to submit Mitchell's school form, excited to support her dreams of becoming an accountant a reality. However, as he approached the reception desk, his excitement turned into disappointment."I'm here to submit the school form for the next session," Mr. Robert said, trying to hide his bring the form from his bag.The receptionist looked at him with a smile and said, "I'm sorry, Sir, but the deadline for submitting the forms has already passed. We can't accept it anymore."Mr. Robert felt disappointed. He couldn't believe that he had missed the deadline, almost crashing Mitchell's opportunity to pursue her education. He had been so focused on making sure everything was perfect, but he hadn't take note of this important information."I... I apologize," Mr. Robert stammered, with frustration and regret. "I had no idea the deadline had passed. Is there any way we can still su
Early the following morning, she was in Angela's room to get her prepared for school. Mitchell gently stroked Angela's hair as she sat beside her on the bed, preparing her for another day at school. The morning light flashed through the window, casting a warm glow on their quiet moment together. With a soft, reassuring smile, Mitchell began to speak in a low tone, as if sharing a secret between just the two of them."Angela, you know something special happened last night," Mitchell whispered, her voice filled with a mix of excitement and tenderness. "Daddy and I had a conversation under the stars, and he... he shared something important with me."Angela's eyes sparkled with curiosity, her gaze fixed on Mitchell's face as she listened intently. Though Angela couldn't speak, Mitchell had always believed in the power of their unspoken understanding that transcended words."Daddy and I have become closer, Angela," Mitchell continued, her voice barely above a whisper. "We've realized that
Mitchell placed her phone closer to her ears to listen to the unknown caller. The voice sounded like that of her her long-lost father, a man who had walked out on their family when she and her sister were just children. It was a call she never expected, and now, she found herself confronted with a flood of memories and unanswered questions."Hello?" Mitchell finally spoke, her voice a mixture of surprise and cautious curiosity."Mitchell, it's me, your father," the voice on the other end replied, filled with a mixture of hope and remorse. "I know it's been a long time, and I can't change the past, but I'm calling to ask for your forgiveness."The words hung in the air, and Mitchell's mind raced with conflicting emotions. She had spent years longing for her father's presence, wondering why he had left them without a word. Now that he had shown up, she was faced with a choice to open herself up to reconciliation or to protect herself from further hurts.Taking a deep breath, Mitchell