Suddenly, a sweet melody reached my ears, and for a fleeting moment, I wondered if the fishes were singing. But soon enough, I recognized the familiar tune - "Grateful Hearts," a song I adored. Its lyrics resonated in my head, accompanying the music.As we wrapped up our dinner, Jasper extended his hand in a wordless invitation. Excitedly, I took his hand, and we began to sway to the music. Jasper held me close, and I nestled my head on his shoulder, feeling secure and cherished. It was an idyllic moment, as if time had ceased to exist.As the song drew to a close, I gazed up at Jasper, beaming. "This has been the best date ever," I exclaimed gratefully.With a smile, he replied, "You're welcome," as he gazed back at me."Will you forgive me now?" he asked, his lips slightly pouted.I chuckled and responded, "Almost." However, his charm proved irresistible, and I added, "Yes, I forgive you."Jasper checked his watch and groaned. "We'll have to leave soon. I only had permission for th
"Here you go. Is there anything else you need?""No, this is perfect. Thank you," I said gratefully.He smiled and bid us goodnight before heading back to his room.Cassandra and I took turns using the bathroom and changing into our night clothes before settling down in the spare room. In the darkness, I listened to her breathing and noticed that she seemed restless and couldn't get comfortable."Sandy, what's wrong?" I asked."It's nothing, it just takes me a while to get used to a new bed," she replied with a sigh.I couldn't help but wonder if she was upset about the unexpected interruption or if she was just genuinely having trouble sleeping. As I lay there, I found myself getting lost in my thoughts, analyzing all the different scenarios that could play out between us.Eventually, I sat up abruptly, unable to bear the restlessness any longer. Cassandra sat up as well, and we both stared at each other in the dark, unsure of what to do next."Hey Dad," I called out as he entered
Upon entering, she gently called out to Cassandra , who stirred and opened her eyes, squinting against the bright sunlight. Reacting quickly, I pulled the curtains to provide some shade. Cassandra 's voice was hoarse as she spoke, "I don't feel too good." Mom asked her what was wrong, to which she replied, "My head aches, my body is aching too, and I feel feverish." She appeared exhausted.I think she should see a doctor, Mom suggested . I hesitated for a moment, but Mom insisted, "Jasper, call the doctor." However, Cassandra objected. "What? No! I just need to sleep a little, I will be alright." Despite her protestations, Mom was resolute, "Nonsense! Jasper, call the doctor up now!"Without delay, I called the doctor who promised to arrive soon. I sat by Cassandra 's side while Mom went to inform Dad that Cassandra wasn't feeling well. Mom offered to cancel their meeting in the next town, but Cassandra refused, "I'm sure it's nothing serious. Please don't cancel because of me.
I nodded shyly, feeling even more bashful when he chuckled and kissed my hair. "Not now, though," he continued, "you're too weak. We need you to regain your strength quickly because Mom wants to start the wedding preparations in full swing!"His expression made me laugh, and Jasper took my tray to the kitchen before returning to bed to hold me. "Jasper, you shouldn't be near me. You'll catch the infection too!" I protested."I don't care," he replied, "I want to be near you."Feeling a mixture of happiness and weakness, I smiled as Jasper massaged my throbbing head, and I soon drifted off to sleep. When I awoke, Jasper was still beside me, massaging my head. I checked the time and was surprised to find that he had been doing it for over an hour."Jasper!" I croaked, my voice still raspy from sleep and flu. "You don't have to keep going. You could have stopped when I fell asleep.""I wanted you to wake up without a headache," he replied sadly, pulling me in for a tight hug. I felt tear
I playfully stuck my tongue out at him. "Fine, if you insist, I'll just have some coffee and toast. I don't want anything too heavy.""Okay, if that's what you want."Suddenly, Jasper's phone buzzed again. "Jasper, your phone is ringing," I called out."Who is it?" he asked."It's a text.""Go ahead and check it," he said, handing me the phone.I opened his inbox and saw that the message was from Julie.I apologize, Jasper. Can we please talk and resolve things? I have been trying to reach you via phone calls, but you haven't responded. I am eagerly waiting for your call back.Should I reply to her, I asked Jasper.No don't, just ignore her . Jasper said angrily, and continued.By the way, our parents are planning to visit us tomorrow. But for tonight, it's just you and me. Hey, don't mind my silly gestures; I'm just trying to make you laugh, he said jokingly."I hate you!" I exclaimed angrily."Oh, you know you love me," Jasper teased back."I do not," I retorted.The rest of the d
Puzzled, I asked, "What happened?""They're watching Jeremey’s Anatomy," Alex replied in a bored tone."So?" I asked, still not understanding."D-d-Mac died!" Kenny bawled."Who?" I questioned."Chelsea’s fiancé?" Kenny responded.I was stunned. "Are you guys serious?""What?" Cassandra asked as Kenny comforted her.I sat down on the couch and burst into laughter.Cassandra smacked me on the head. "Ow! Don't laugh, it's really sad how he died!""Okay, but he's alive, right?""What?" I asked as Cassandra looked down at the ground."My mom just told me that my grandma passed away," she whispered."Oh my god, Cassandra , I'm so sorry," I said, getting up from the couch to give her a hug. Kenny and Alex followed suit, and we all sat there, holding Cassandra as she cried.Eventually, we all got up and sat back down on the couch. The room was silent for a few minutes until Alex spoke up."You know what we should watch? The Neighbours. It always cheers me up," he said.Cassandra smiled w
Alex, who had also emerged, added, "If you don't mind, please leave. You're dirtying our doorstep."The tension in the air was palpable, and if looks could kill, all three of them would have killed Julie with their firm stare." leave now! Julie," I declared firmly."No, I won't !" Julie protested."What do you mean you won't ?" I asked, puzzled by her defiance.Cassandra appeared in the doorway, her hair wrapped in a towel. "What's going on?" she asked, curious."I don't want to upset her," I whispered to Alex and Kenny, who both nodded in agreement. Before Julie could say anything, Alex covered her mouth with his hand, pushed her out of the room, and followed her outside."Nothing's going on," Kenny assured Cassandra , redirecting her attention.I glanced over my shoulder and followed Alex outside. He had Julie in his grasp, and she was struggling to get free. When I lifted her legs, Alex and I carried her to her car.The car door was unlocked, and the keys were inside. Julie beca
"I want to be a grandma soon, while people can still say I look too young for it."Cassandra interjected, flashing a smile at me, "Why not get married next month, Jasper?"I was taken aback. I had been procrastinating in case Cassandra changed her mind. I wanted her to have the freedom to do so."Are you sure?" I asked."Yes," she replied.That settled it. We would be getting married exactly a month from now. Alex and Kenny cheered loudly until my mother quieted them down.As we gathered around the table, Mom pulled out a notebook and a pen and began writing a to-do list. Our conversation revolved around the wedding venue when suddenly the doorbell interrupted us. I rushed to answer it, only to find my old friend David standing there."Hey! Perfect timing!" I exclaimed."You've forgotten all about me ever since you got engaged," David replied."Sorry, man, it's been a crazy time," I said apologetically."Sure, sure," he responded as he entered the house. "So what's going on? I hear w
As soon as news of our engagement spread through the media, it quickly became the talk of the town across various news platforms in Seattle. True to form, there were a handful of envious individuals who seized the opportunity to launch a barrage of insults at me, resorting to all kinds of derogatory names. Some even went as far as suggesting that I must have employed supernatural means to captivate Noah's affections, questioning how a prosperous and youthful man could possibly be enamored by someone like me. Fortunately, my loyal friends emerged as my staunch defenders, taking on the trolls and even granting interviews on Instagram live streams to clear my tarnished reputation.Both Noah and I have consistently turned down interview requests, including those from reputable media outlets. His stance was that our relationship is not open for public scrutiny, a sentiment I wholeheartedly share. In accordance with our mutual decision, we have chosen to have a destination wedding at a ser
After precisely two months of reconciling with Noah , I made the decision to organize a surprise birthday celebration for him. With his 33rd birthday approaching, my aim was to create an intimate and elegant party to honor him. To bring this event to life, I sought the assistance of his closest friends, Fredrick and Jamiu, as well as his parents. They were all eager to contribute and help organize the occasion. Today, his family will be traveling from Spain to Seattle to attend the party, which will take place at the lavish residence of their family friend, Mr. Matthew Dawnson, a billionaire tycoon.Marilyn, who suggested the venue, assured me that Matthew's house in Seattle was the ideal location for the type of party I have envisioned. As it turns out, she was absolutely correct. The mansion occupied a vast expanse of land that seemed to extend infinitely, bordered by the tranquil waterfront of Kirkland lagoon.It felt as though we've stepped into a breathtaking Caribbean paradise r
Acting on a tip from Marilyn, I decided to visit one of Noah's clubs where an artist signed to his record label was performing tonight. Noah was unaware of my surprise visit, although he knew his mother had come to see me earlier. She had asked if she should inform him about my desire to meet up, but I declined, as I was the one who had cut ties with him and explicitly forbade him from contacting me again.As I approached the entrance, the bouncers inquired if my name was on the guest list. For the first time, doubts crept into my mind, questioning the wisdom of my impromptu visit. A sense of déjà vu washed over me, reminiscent of the day months ago when I went to Noah's residence for an unexpected meet up. That particular evening marked the beginning of our relationship and held the significance of our first intimate encounter. The memory brought a smile to my face, instilling in me the confidence to proceed with my purpose for the night.Approaching one of the colossal bouncers, I
The children and I didn't make it downstairs until slightly past 10 a.m. It had been an incredible night, courtesy of my unexpected visit from my cousin, Samuel , who asked if he could spend the weekend with us. I was delighted to have his company, and thanks to him, we stayed up later than usual, engaging in enjoyable games, a family karaoke session, and indulging in the junk food he had brought along.Luckily, today was Saturday, so there was no need to wake up at the crack of dawn to prepare for school and work. Samuel was still asleep on the couch in the living room where we had left him the previous night. I signaled to the girls to be quiet as we stealthily made our way to the kitchen to prepare breakfast."What are we having for breakfast?" Anna inquired eagerly. "I'm famished!""Shh! Let's not wake up Uncle Samuel ," Bella admonished her sister in a hushed tone."I agree," I responded softly. "After entertaining us so well last night, he deserves to rest.""Can we have eggs
As the new school year approached, my enthusiasm surpassed even that of my children. They often wondered what made me so cheerful. I was genuinely delighted to embrace the return of a structured routine. Each day held a sense of purpose: escorting my daughters to school, proceeding to work after bidding them farewell, accomplishing our weekly grocery shopping, enjoying quality time with my girlfriends every other weekend, and sporadically receiving visits from my siblings. These engagements filled my days with various activities, diverting my attention from ruminating about Noah and whether he and Reina managed to establish a connection after that dreadful morning four and a half months ago. It's astonishing how swiftly time has flown by!Interrupting my thoughts, Joe jovially exclaimed, "Knock, knock! Who's there?"I found myself seated in my office, experiencing a rather uneventful day in terms of business. Impatience consumed me as I eagerly anticipated the moment when I must pick
This morning's breakfast was a delightful and uncomplicated affair. I indulged in fried bean cakes, accompanied by corn pudding generously adorned with milk and sugar, and a serving of freshly baked bread. As I savored each bite, a rush of nostalgia envelopped me, transporting me back to my cherished childhood. It was during those Saturday mornings that my mother would skillfully prepare this delightful combination, her dedication evident after hours of meticulously cleaning the house and its surroundings. Ah, the fond memories of those days gone by.Noah, observing me intently with an inquisitive smile, playfully remarked, "Seems like our chef deserves a raise, considering the immense joy on your face. I never knew you were such an ardent fan of bean cakes. Or perhaps it's the velvety-smooth pudding that has brought about such happiness?"A gentle chuckle escaped my lips as I responded, "Not exactly. Although this food has undeniably transported me back to my childhood, it was my mot
The atmosphere in the car was heavy with silence as Noah and I made our way back to his house. The palpable tension reflected Noah's evident annoyance and embarrassment over the deplorable treatment I received from his parents during my inaugural visit to their home. While my family may not be affluent, I am certain that they would never exhibit such overt rudeness towards someone they were meeting for the first time. Age should not be a point of contention, and there is certainly nothing inherently terrible about having children. Yet, they made me feel as if I were afflicted with a contagious disease. Why did Marilyn, in particular, direct such venomous hostility towards me from the moment she laid eyes on me? And as for Reina , what is her ulterior motive? As we pulled up to Noah's house, his sour mood still hung in the air. I am torn about whether I should offer an apology to him, even though it was I who should feel offended, not him. With determined strides, he ascended the sta
As we reached the backyard, I was pleasantly surprised to find that Noah's father didn't match the image I had in my mind. Unlike what I expected, the elderly Taylor was tall, slender, and attractive, with hair that's gracefully greying. On the other hand, I couldn't help but feel annoyed when I saw Reina , who looked like she was part of the family. She was wearing tiny shorts that barely covered her buttocks, paired with a cropped knit top that showcased her extremely flat stomach. Her short hair was styled into shiny finger curls, complemented by sleek baby hairs at the front. She was also sporting a pair of Gucci slides, partially concealing her feet. As soon as she spotted me, she casted a deliberate, slow glance from my head to my toes, making it abundantly clear that she didn't welcome my presence. "Hello, Father!" Noah enthusiastically greeted his dad, extricating himself from his mother and approaching his father. "Hey, son!" Exclaimed the older Taylor , stepping forward t
Over the next three days, Noah and I immersed ourselves in exploring Spain to its fullest extent. We made it a point to visit various tourist attractions and indulge in sightseeing activities. To ensure my daughters were part of the experience, I diligently recorded each outing and shared the videos with them via my cousin's WhatsApp. Alternatively, I would connect with them through Skype during our trips, allowing them to witness our joyous outdoor adventures in real-time.On the fourth day of our stay in Spain, we were abruptly awakened at 7 a.m. by the persistent ringing of Noah's phone. Our sleep schedule had been adjusted since arriving in Spain, causing this unexpected phone call to catch us off guard."Darn it, I should have turned off my phone last night," Noah grumbled into his pillow. "Who in the world could be calling at this hour?""Please answer the darn phone so I can get some more sleep!" I replied drowsily, feeling increasingly annoyed by the incessant ringing that w