Mom arrives home with Lily. "How was her check-up, mom?" I ask her while typing on my laptop. "It's fine. The doctor was intelligent and good-looking," mom said, giggling.
"seems like you enjoyed meeting the doctor,"
"I did. He's very fond of the kids at the clinic that's why no kids were crying in his clinic,"
Lily went to me, so I carried her, "How's the day of my baby?" I kissed her cheeks.
"It's fine, mom. Look at this mom. The doctor gave this to me," she showed me a barbie doll.
"Wow. Did you thank your doctor?" I smiled at her.
"I did. I like him," she said, playing with the hair of her doll.
"That's good to hear, Lily," I said, happy that she had a positive experience.
"Aren't you done yet with your work? Your auntie called me, she needs to buy something for Isla. She needs someone to look after Isla," mom asks, looking at my laptop to see if I'm doing something.
"And Iris, the doctor told me that Lily needs to b
ISLA'S POINT OF VIEWAs I slowly opened her eyes, I felt a wave of pain wash over me. I groaned softly and shifted in my bed, trying to find a comfortable position. That's when I noticed the colorful bouquet and basket of fruits on my bedside table.Confused, I glanced around the room, trying to figure out where they came from. That's when I spotted the small note attached to the flowers. With trembling fingers, I reached out and picked it up, reading the elegant script."Get well soon, Isla. I hope these flowers and fruits will brighten up your day. -Dr. Colin"A warmth spread through my chest, and I felt tears prick at the corners of my eyes. I couldn't believe that Dr. Colin, the son of the doctor who had been attending to me, had taken the time to do something so thoughtful and kind.Feeling deeply touched, I held the note to my chest and closed my eyes, feeling a deep sense of appreciation and gratitude towards him. I couldn't remember t
IRIS'S POINT OF VIEWI looked around the room as I helped my mom gather the necessary items for Lily's check-up. The bright sunlight shone through the window, casting a warm glow on the colorful toys scattered across the room. The walls were painted in a soft, soothing shade of lavender, and the room was filled with the sweet scent of lavender-scented candles that Iris's mom had lit earlier.My mom was busy laying out Lily's clothes on the bed, making sure that everything was neat and organized. I looked at my mom and felt a sense of admiration. My mom always knew how to take care of Lily, her granddaughter, and make sure that everything was perfect for her.As we continued to prepare for the appointment, Mom began to pack the diaper bag with Lily's essentials - extra clothes, diapers, wipes, and formula. I helped by double-checking the contents and making sure that everything was in order.Once we were done, Mom picked up Lily. Lily laughed softly, a
"Mom, we need to talk," I said while watching television in the living room. I had just finished putting Isla to sleep."What's wrong?" she asks."This is about Lily's pediatrician," I said slowly."Yeah? Doctor Felix? Why?" she asked, looking intently at me."She's Lily's father," I shook my head, as I said those words."She's your ex-boyfriend?" mom almost whispered."Yes, mom," I said, I let out a deep sigh."What's your plan? Are you planning to tell him now that you had a child together?""No. I'm not ready, mom," I said, on the verge of crying, "what if it's too late for me to tell him?""I understand that you're feeling overwhelmed and uncertain about what to do," mom replied. "But it's important to consider Lily's best interests in this situation. Have you thought about how keeping this a secret from her father might affect her in the long run?""I know, mom," I said as I leaned into the sofa.
MAX'S POINT OF VIEWI walked nervously into the publisher's office, my heart racing with anticipation. I had never expected my first book to be such a success, but here I was, being invited to meet with my publisher to discuss a potential second book.The office was spacious and filled with bookshelves, showcasing the company's most successful publications. I could feel the weight of the moment, as I sat down on the chair in front of the publisher's desk. I tried to stay calm, but my excitement was palpable.The publisher, a middle-aged woman with sharp features and a no-nonsense attitude, sat across from me. She wore a smart business suit and had a stack of papers on her desk, which I assumed was her manuscript."So, Max," the publisher began, flipping through the pages of Max's book. "I have to say, we were impressed with your debut novel. It's been selling like hotcakes, and the reviews have been great. You're a talented writer."I blushed at th
I stood nervously in front of my mother, my heart racing as I tried to find the right words to say. I had been thinking about it for weeks, but now that the moment had arrived, I was filled with anxiety."Mom," I began tentatively, "I want to talk to you about something."My mother looked up from her book, her eyes scanning my face. "What is it, honey?""I've been thinking about moving to Maryland," I said in a quiet voice.My mother's expression hardened, and her lips tightened into a thin line. "Absolutely not," she said firmly. "You are not going anywhere without telling Felix the truth."I felt my shoulders slump in disappointment. I had hoped that my mother would be more understanding. "Mom, I know I need to tell him. But I'm scared.""Iris, you can't keep running away from your problems," my mother said sternly. "You need to face them head-on." I let out a sigh."I know," I said, feeling defeated. "But what i
MAX'S POINT OF VIEWI walked into the bustling lobby of the publishing house, clutching a thick manila envelope containing the final manuscript of my upcoming novel. As I made my way toward the receptionist's desk, I felt a sense of relief wash over me. I had poured my heart and soul into this book, and I was eager to see it in print.However, my relief was short-lived when I suddenly collided with a man, sending my manuscript flying out of my hands and scattering across the floor. Mortified, I quickly stooped down to gather up the pages, only to look up and see the man extending a hand to help me up."Are you alright?" he asked, his eyes crinkling at the corners in concern.I blinked in surprise, taking in Lance's chiseled jawline and piercing blue eyes. "Y-yeah, I'm fine," I stammered, feeling my face flush.I stood up and was ready to walk out of him when he called me, "Max," he said, I quickly let out a sigh and face him this time,
I watched Max and Lance continue to chat and laugh, feeling genuinely happy for them. As I observed their interactions, I couldn't help but wonder about my own past relationship with Felix.I thought about our past. I wondered if we could put our differences aside and be friends, like Max and Lance.As I looked at Max and Lance, I saw the ease with which they communicated and how comfortable they were with each other. I couldn't help but feel a sense of jealousy, wondering if I and Felix could ever have that kind of relationship.Despite my doubts, I felt a glimmer of hope. Seeing Max and Lance reminded me that time really could heal all wounds. Maybe, someday, I and Felix could move past our differences and be friends too.But for now, I was content to watch Max and Lance interact, feeling grateful for their ability to be civil with each other. I knew that their positive relationship would make things easier for everyone in our social circle, and I couldn'
I sat in my cozy house, staring at my phone. I knew I needed to call Felix, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. My nerves were getting the best of me, and I feared what his response might be if I told him about Lily.I took a deep breath and tried to steady my nerves.But the fear still lingered, and I couldn't bring myself to pick up the phone.As the hours passed, My anxiety grew. I knew I needed to talk to Felix about Lily, but the thought of doing so was overwhelming. I paced around my house, trying to work up the courage to call him.But eventually, I made the decision to hold off on calling Felix for a little longer. I needed more time to process my thoughts and emotions and to figure out how to approach the conversation. The fear and nervousness were too much to handle.I decided to visit Isla and tell my thoughts about calling Felix. Lily was at the hospital with my mom today, mom took her because Isla wanted to see her niece. While I was