All Chapters of Reclaiming my love- A that supurses time: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

"What's wrong?" He asks sitting back."Nothing is wrong," I say and he listens silently. "I was thinking of returning to work,; like getting a full-time in-office job. But I..." I say and he nods. "That's good." He says smiling and I shrug. "I don't know if I can do it. But I might not have to." I say and he tilts his head to the side confused. "What do you mean?" He asks finally. I take a breath to gather my thoughts. How do I say this without sounding whiny and ungrateful? "I have so many demands right now. Financially and time-wise." I start and he shifts in his chair a little. "I'm thinking a full-time job will be more stable and structured," I say and he sits thoughtfully for a few seconds."Do you think you'll make more with a full time job?" He asks the answer is immediately no. I shake my head and he nods."So, it's not so much the money but the  stability and structure of full-time emp

I stand under the hot spray of the shower, letting the water wash away the tension that had settled in my shoulders. Closing my eyes, I hoped the steam could clear my mind as well. Kane's words echo in my head, mingling with the sound of the water splashing against the tiles. "I know it's going to take time and effort for me to gain your trust again."I sigh, pressing my forehead against the cool tile. Trust was such a fragile thing, so easily shattered and so difficult to rebuild. I want to believe him, wanted to let go of the hurt and uncertainty, but the scars run deep. Still, the memory of his concern and determination tugged at my heart. We've been through so much together, and even now, there was a part of me that misses the way things used to be.After what felt like an eternity, I turn off the water and stepped out of the shower, wrapping myself in a towel. I move slowly, my thoughts still churning as I dry off and slip into my pajamas.When I finally emerge from the bathroom,

I’m sitting in a designated room at the wedding reception, away from the lively celebrations. The room is dimly lit, with a warm, golden glow emanating from the antique chandeliers. In the center of the room, a single swing hangs from the ceiling, covered  with delicate flowers that match the decor of the ceremony. I sit on the swing, gently swaying back and forth, lost in thought.The door creaks open, and I look up to see Kane walk in. His eyes immediately find mine, a

In Olive's World We're on the outside looking in. We have a unedited view into her thoughts and deepest feelings. In this world she can't hide behind her looks and sharp tongue. Maybe we can understand her. Maybe not!You decide! Olive is sitting in her apartment alone, the silence almost deafening. She can't stop thinking about how everything went wrong."I had to do it," Olive mutters to herself, pacing back and forth in her small living room. She still can't believe Kane left without looking back.She picks up her phone, scrolling through old photos of her and Kane, stopping at one where they're laughing, arms wrapped around each other. Her heart aches, and she tosses the phone onto the couch, not wanting to feel the pain."Maybe I shouldn't have gone that far," she whispers, sitting down and hugging her knees to her chest. She glances at her phone, contemplating whether to call Kane or not. But she knows it won't make a difference.Her mind drifts to Shalom. "What does she ha

I stir awake, blinking sleepily the scent of coffee and pancakes fills the air. I sit up, stretching, and for a moment, a soft smile touches me lips as shei remembers the warmth of Kane beside me."Good morning, sleepyhead," Kane greets me with a grin as he places a plate of pancakes on the table. "I made your favorite"I smile, my eyes brightening. "You spoil me," I say, sliding into the chair. "Thank you, Kane."He pours me a cup of coffee, watching me as I take my first sip. "I thought we could spend the day together. Maybe take Rene to the zoo. What do you think?"My smile widens at the mention of our daughter. "I think that sounds perfect," I reply, reaching for Kane's hand across the table. "I love the idea of a family day."As we eat breakfast, our conversation is light and filled with laughter. I find himself marveling at how easy it is to talk to him how natural it feels to plan our day together. There's a sense of normalcy that I cherishes, a reminder that we are building som