As the car pulls into the city, I feel a sense of determination wash over me. This story is important, and I'm ready to uncover the truth, no matter what it takes. I have always wanted to embark on an investigative story ever since I became a journalist, and this is the perfect time and story.The c
It's late in the evening, and I'm still in the office. Tracy asked me to edit a news video story, which is not my regular job, but I'm happy to do it. I know this is a stepping stone to working full-time as a journalist, which is my dream.Even though it's past office hours, I don't mind staying bac
I can't help but feel a rush of excitement at his words."I... uh..." I clear my throat, and I can see how his eyes are searching mine, like he wants to read what is going on in my mind. But before I can get out whatever I wanted to say, I feel his cold yet sensuous lips on mine, and I internally cu
I step out of the office, my heart racing with worry after receiving that call. I know I shouldn’t be bothered by this because our arrangement doesn’t include me caring for him, but I’m human, and Simon said he was coming to see me when he was attacked. So it is partly my fault that he is in this si
“Yeap, I would say the same for you two.” She says, this time looking at me. “You two seem to be warming up to each other; you attended a wedding together, drove to the destination together, and he has been accompanying you to your house almost every day after work. Anyone in the office would think
“Are you okay?” Abel asks the moment I step out of the room and I nod without saying a word.As I walk out of the hospital room, I’m relieved to hear that George will be alright and that he’ll be leaving tomorrow. I feel bad that I had to tell him we can’t keep doing what we were doing, and it is al
I’m at the new apartment, surrounded by movers unpacking my belongings. My mother is here, throwing orders around like it’s her own home.“Put that lamp over there, and be careful with that vase!” I roll my eyes at her theatrics trying not to let her get to me. I called her last night and asked if
Today it’s a bit chilly as I step out of the car. I pull on my trench coat tighter to fend off the cold as I walk toward the building. It’s a typical workday, and I’m focused on getting through it efficiently. I wanted to come early to the office since I didn’t come on Friday and I still had a lot o
“Abel, you are proposing…” The words tumble out of my mouth in disbelief, more of a statement than a question. He nods, and then, to my utter shock, he gets down on one knee. I feel the world around us blur and slow down, my pulse pounding in my ears.“Mildred Turina, will you marry me?” His voice w
She scoffs playfully, giving me that familiar look that says she’s still got it all under control. “I know how to take care of children, honey. We will be fine. You two go have fun.”Relief washes over me. Even though we’re leaving them in the best possible hands, the part of me that has grown attac
We’re heading to Abel’s lake house for a weekend getaway—just the two of us. He said he got the place a few years ago but rarely gets to use it. He has only taken the twins there a few times because the only time he gets enough time to spend with them without many distractions from work is during th
Epilogue"Come here,” I call her over, and she reluctantly pulls her fingers off her brother’s chubby cheeks, then walks back to where I am. I crouch down to be at her level, trying to mask the amusement I feel at her little pout.“If you keep harassing your brother, I will have him stay with me at
“Did I?”“You bitch!” I burst out laughing. He has definitely been holding that back.“I was busy dealing with a concussion to see anything, oh, and my mom has way more money than you, you know, and her money combined with the money my dad left me, which I just found out was a lot by the way, then A
“Mom, I…”“I should have taken you with me when he died, but I thought you were already a grown woman and you wouldn’t need me anymore, and I will never forgive myself for that because if I did, then you wouldn’t have ended up with an abusive man. I could have protected you from repeating the cycle.
"Abel, he is good for you," she repeats, this time more firmly. There’s a strange sadness in her eyes, as if she’s remembering all the times she wished someone had said those words to her. I nod, acknowledging her observation, but I don’t want to delve into a discussion about Abel with her. "I feel
"Are you ready to go home?" Abel asks, and I nod eagerly. The sterile scent of antiseptic clings to the air, making me desperate to leave this hospital room and everything it represents. My heart pounds with a need to escape—to feel the cool air outside, untainted by the trauma that haunts these wal
“Oh…”“I love you, and I would want you in my life and the twins too, but you need to accept that fact about me. I don’t even know if I can be a mother to your children or a stepmother. I just don’t know if I have it in me, even though I love them, and I love you,” I say, and I’m nervously waiting f