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PLEASE LOVE ME SIXTEEN
"Hey, it's okay," Isaac rushed over to her, pulling her closer to his arms, "it's gonna be okay," He assured her, holding her tight. Whatever she was going through, he wanted to make sure he was there for her, even though it was the last thing he could do. Minutes later, Gemma lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling as the mood was awkward again. "Are you okay?" Isaac asked. Gemma murmured, nodding her head. "I am, thanks," She said. "Can I ask a question?" Isaac said. "Yeah," "Do you like... have siblings?" "No, I am the only child. Why are you going to call my mom," she giggles, making him laugh. "I have a brother," he said, and silence engulfed the room again. "Why are you telling me?" "I can introduce you to him. He's the doctor" Gemma stood up, turning to him on the floor. "Really?" "Yeah, I also..." "Does he work in the hospital here?" she asked, her eyes shot with desperation and curiosity. "Yes, he was the one who attended to you," Isaac said so
PLEASE LOVE ME SEVENTEEN
As time passed, Gemma was discharged and finally returned to her apartment. She opened the door, and things were still how she had left them. She had so much to do, cleaning, throwing things away, she had a lot. She picked a picture of her and Juan from the ground, staring at it, but instead, she thought of him, Isaac. She had rejected his proposal, and ever since then, she had only seen him once, when he came to say goodbye to her. "Date me," He said, "I promise to treat you better and love you," He continued. Time stopped for a moment in Gemma's world. She wished, as it stopped, she could plant a kiss on his lips, but she wanted to make a run for it. "No," Gemma said, just like she thought she was running from him, running from anything relationship. "Oh," Isaac murmured, licking his lips. "I can't date you," she replied. Isaac looked away. He did expect that Gemma was still in love with Juan. Isaac raised his brows at her, smiling awkwardly. For a moment, he wondered what
PLEASE LOVE ME EIGHTEEN
The next day, Gemma's eyes opened, and her room was bright and shining. The ray of the sun interrupted her sleep, and she huffed, rolling and stretching, exhausted from being awake. She glanced at the time, and it was past nine in the morning. She smiled and got out of bed."Gemma!" her mouth yelled. Gemma rolled her eyes, entering the bathroom. She picked up her toothbrush and toothpaste, ready to brush her teeth. She hummed along to the rhythm of playing along in her head."Gemma!" Her mother called again. She sighed and yelled back."I am coming!" She said the house went silent for a minute, and she continued humming. As soon as she was done, she opened her door, walking downstairs to know why her mother had screamed her name."Mom?" She looked around, and Gemma found breakfast set on the table for her."Oh, Gemma... I am going out," Her mother stepped out of her room in a blue floral dress. She looked so beautiful and angel-like. Her hair rested on her shoulders."Oh, wow... you
PLEASE LOVE ME NINETEEN
The event started, and the lights went off. They began by introducing the new company on a wide screen and stopped. "Hmm," a figure sat opposite them. The lights came back, and Gemma's eyes met Isaac sitting right before her. "I present you, Mr Isaac Dale," the voice echoed. Gemma looked at the man calling out for him. She looked back at him. "Hey, Gems." He smiled, and Gemma stared at him, stunned. Isaac still looked good as always, like a male model pulled out of a movie, tall, sexy and handsome. A small smile curved her mouth. She couldn't look at him. Isaac smirked and got up, heading to the stage. Her eyes followed him, and she clutched her dress. Why he messaged her? she wondered, Anita, holding her hands. "Are you okay?" Anita asked. Gemma looked at her, "Yes, I am," she smiled, taking a glass of water. "Wow, I didn't even think Isaac would be the new owner," Anita said. Looking at him, he looked so good in the tuxedo he had on. "Hmm," Gemma rolled her eyes
PLEASE LOVE ME TWENTY
"So you're going to see him?" "How do I look?" Gemma asked. She was dressed in a short white gown, which had a long V-cut. "Oh, I think he would love it," Anita said. Gemma giggles. "I want to discuss work." She shrugged. "Yeah, in that ridiculous gown," Anita said, "Come on, don't be so old," Gemma brushed. "You realise I am only thirty-four?" Anita asked. Gemma cleared her throat and smiled. Gemma and Anita stepped out of the studio. In her hands, she had a bag of clothes and passed them to Anita, who took them. "What do I tell your mom?" Anita asked. Gemma shrugged. "You want me to drop this for you?" "Thanks, Anita. I appreciate it," "Should I tell her you went on a date with Mr Blue?" She asked. Gemma rolled her eyes. "Just say I caught up with some old friends," She replied. Anita nodded. "That's a good one," She said, "Here, it's cold." Anita throws a coat over her body, and Gemma quickly puts it on. From a distance, Gemma could find a car approa
PLEASE LOVE ME TWENTY-ONE
"Oh, that." He picked up his napkin and wiped his mouth. "Because of you," He said. "What? you didn't even know me?" Gemma chuckled. "Actually... I did, " He replied. "What do you mean?" She said "Well, I met you at a runaway. I am not sure you remember," "What?" She laughed. "When you modelled for Jamie's wear," Gemma tightened her lips, speechless. She remembered that day. Anita had gotten that deal for her. "Yeah, that?" But that wasn't a good day for her. She remembered inviting Juan over, and that was her first gig as a model, but he brought his girl, Alice, over. It made her devastated, but somehow she was able to rock the runaway with her moodiness. "I should have told you first," "Continue," she said, taking her fork. "Oh, okay, well... A friend, Jule, introduced me to Anita after discovering I take good pictures. That's what I tend to tell most people. She asked Jule to get me to work with her. I love photography," He rushed as he explained. "Wow, Ju
PLEASE LOVE ME TWENTY-TWO
The door opened, and Gemma walked in, seeing her mother looking at her with raised eyebrows and a deceitful smile. Gemma rolled her eyes and headed upstairs. "You guys are getting along!" She said, following her. "Mom, don't follow me!" She sighed heavily. "What do you mean? I am going to my bedroom, " Mrs Smith snorted. "Goodnight, Mom," she walked into her room, slamming the door. "Oh!" Mrs Smith moved away from the door. The next day, Gemma rushed down in a white pair of trousers and a green top. She had her packed in a ponytail and natural makeup on. Her face looked bright and shining. Mrs Smith's door opened, and Gemma could tell she was coming down. She cleared her throat and watched her get down, fully dressed. "Ooooou, I guess I am not the only one that has an appointment this morning," Mrs Smith said "Oh, I am going to work... where are you going?" Gemma, holding a cookie in her hand. "Work," Mrs Smith inhaled sharply, breathing the fresh air blowin' on h
PLEASE LOVE ME TWENTY-THREE
Anyways, Shena?" Anita raised her brows, smiling sheepishly. Gemma shrugged, smiling."Shena Jewelries." She blushed. "Guess what? he offered thousands of dollars for you to become the top model of Shena jewellery," "What?" Gemma furrowed her brows, confused. She darts at Gira, her makeup artist, who has a broad smile that shows her teeth. "I mean, you get to maintain your top position, but with thousands of dollars," Anita clarified Gemma pushed the curtains aside and stormed into the dressing room, sitting on her chair. She turned over and looked at Anita with annoyance on her face. Her mouth twitched. "What do you mean you ain't taking it? Are you crazy?" She shouted. Gira stood beside the curtain, watching them. "Thousands of dollars. Exactly how much is that?" "You are a top model!" Anita said, "Shena is a big company! So yes, you deserved to be paid that much, " She snorted. Gemma believed their conversation last night had led to this. "Answer me, exactly how
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