In a couple of seconds, the elevator stopped at their floor, and the duo walked out.“I hope you have a lovely day, and yeah, I’ll see you later.” Kelvin’s smile was warm, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he parted ways, heading towards his office. His confident stride echoed through the corridor, his tailored suit catching the light.“I saw that! Now spill! Don’t leave any detail.” Samantha heard the familiar, high-pitched voice of Katherine beside her, her tone dripping with curiosity.“Not now, Katherine. I’ve been through a lot today already.” Samantha resumed her steps, her heels clicking on the polished marble floor as she headed toward her office. Katherine, holding her tablet, hustled to keep up.“You know I’m not going to believe that, right?” Katherine’s persistence was as sharp as ever.“I have nothing to say. Maybe you can meet him for the information instead.”Katherine shook her head, her bobbed hair swaying. “I wanna hear it from you. The story is always sweeter fro
Samantha took a 360-degree glance at the place, her eyes scanning every corner of the cozy, warmly lit cafe. Jasmine’s Cafe was a charming haven, with rustic wooden tables and chairs, the rich scent of freshly brewed coffee mingling with the sweet aroma of baked goods. The soft hum of quiet conversations and the gentle clinking of cups created a soothing ambiance, while sunlight streamed through the large windows, casting a golden glow on the polished wooden floors and the brick walls adorned with vintage art.Her gaze settled on a man in a suit, instantly marking him as her client. He was the only one who looked out of place among the casual patrons, his sharp attire and polished shoes a stark contrast to the relaxed atmosphere. He sat alone at a table near the window, his broad shoulders and upright posture exuding confidence and authority. The table in front of him was spotless, save for a single cup of espresso, its steam spiraling up lazily.With measured steps, Samantha made her
Ethan froze on the spot as he saw Samantha walking away from him, just as she did years ago. He wanted to say something, perhaps tell her to stay, but he was short of words. He watched as her hair bounced behind her, each step quick and purposeful as she headed toward the exit of the café.As far as Ethan remembered, he loved her hair. He loved it when she let it down and wouldn’t hesitate to run his fingers through it.But her hair was no longer straight. It was now wavy and a different color, unlike the golden brown he was used to.But that didn’t mean he wouldn’t recognize her with a different hair color.Ethan snapped out of his thoughts when she was nowhere in sight anymore. He was torn between running after her, but he knew that she would have escaped with the fast pace she took out of the café.Ethan picked up his phone on the table and plopped down on the chair he was previously seated on, aggressively scrolling through his contact list.Seeing the number he was looking for, E
As Ethan caught sight of Samantha across the bustling café, his heart skipped a beat. Her hair, once a familiar golden brown, now cascaded in soft waves of chestnut. The warm afternoon sunlight filtered through the café windows, casting a gentle glow around her as she moved gracefully through the tables.She wore a simple, yet elegant dress that hugged her figure, accentuating every curve. Her eyes, a deep shade of hazel, betrayed a hint of nervousness as she navigated through the crowd, her steps quick and purposeful.Ethan, usually composed and confident, felt a knot of anticipation and apprehension in his chest. He watched intently as Samantha approached a man in a dark blue suit, Moore James, exchanging pleasantries with a polite smile that didn't quite reach her eyes.Moore stood tall and composed, his suit immaculate against the rustic backdrop of the café. He greeted Samantha warmly, extending a hand in welcome. Their conversation, though brief, carried an undertone of professi
“Peter, he’s here.”“Who? And why do you sound nervous? Everything okay?”“No.” She sniffled, “….I just saw him…he attacked me.”“Who? Ethan?”“Yes.” She wiped tears off the corner of her eyes with her finger.“F u ck!!! Where are you? He laid his hands on you?”“Went to meet a Client at the Jasmine Cafe so I bumped into him. He still recognizes me. He told me to watch my back and that he would be coming back for me. I’m scared, Peter. I don’t want him to come close to me and Princess.”“Please calm down. There’s no way he’s going to come close to you again. Even if it’s going to cost me my life.“He’s a bastard and I will make sure to protect you and Princess at no cost.”“Are you still at the cafe?”“Yes. But in the car, about to take my leave.”“You’re heading back to work?”“No. After what happened, I don’t know if I feel safe to be outside or even in my own home. But I’ll probably head to Princess’s school to pick her up and then we will go home.”“I’m sorry you had to see him af
Ethan froze where he stood. His heart was heavy and suddenly filled with disappointment and hate. He was so jealous, seeing her talking and making conversations with the man at the cafe but the thought of Samantha having an affair with another man to the point of making a child, made jealousy run down to his bones.All Ethan could see was red. He hated the fact that his eyes were getting watery.“You bi tch!!!!!!” He yelled, slamming the glass cup he was holding against the wall with the drink in it spilling on the floor and the couch, and soon enough, the pathway was filled with broken glasses.All that Ethan could see was red. He wasn’t an emotional person nor was he someone to show his weakness.He had no idea why he was feeling terribly hurt. It was as though his heart were shattering into pieces with the information that he heard. He felt deep pains that he had never felt before and before he knew it, he was struggling to fight his tears.He plopped down on the couch beside him,
Princess nodded. “It’s very pretty. My teacher said I did an excellent job.”“No doubt you did. My baby is very smart and I love her so much.” She kissed Princess on her forehead, making the little girl giggle.“What’s the picture about?”“A family tree.”“Daddy, Mommy, Princess, and baby brother.”The smile on Samantha’s face slowly faded.“But it’s just me and you, remember?”“I know.” She mumbled.“Then how did Daddy and Baby brother get into the picture?”She shrugged.Samantha sighed. In as much as her daughter was really smart and the fact that she wouldn’t hesitate to give her anything she would ever ask for, She wished her little daughter had it all. A happy family with a very loving father in the picture.Even though her elder brother, Peter, tries to play that role perfectly whenever he is around, She knew it wouldn’t suffice for having a real loving and caring father who was actively involved in one’s life.“I know you told me Daddy is dead.”Sam’s heart almost flew out of
"Samantha's eyes widened in disbelief as memories of Ethan's touch flooded back. The dim light of the room cast shadows on her face, emphasizing the lines of worry etched around her eyes. She hesitated, her voice trembling as she spoke.'I… I don’t know… I was really nervous,' she stammered, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.'Your cheeks are turning crimson,' Ethan observed with a playful grin, his eyes twinkling mischievously.'Lara, please…' Samantha pleaded, her fingers nervously twisting the hem of her shirt.'Oh, sis. I’m not trying to make you uncomfortable.' Lara's voice was gentle, yet probing. 'I just want to confront the reality of this situation. If you admitted you still have feelings for him, I’m sure he’d react harshly, and it would be hard for you to bear.''I’m not trying to startle you.' Samantha took a deep breath, her eyes darting around the room as if searching for escape. 'I just want to face the truth.''I don’t care about him. I swear, I want him out of my