Damien and Oscar sat at the mini bar, watching the baseball game on the TV while sipping their drinks. Damien’s frustration was palpable, and Oscar could tell something was bothering him.“What’s on your mind, Damien?” Oscar asked, pouring himself another glass of whiskey.“It’s my father,” Damien said, his tone heavy with irritation. “He’s been delaying handing over the empire to me for months now. I’ve been waiting my whole life for this, and he keeps pushing me aside.”“I understand how you feel,” Oscar said, nodding. “But you have to be patient. You don’t want to lose everything because you couldn’t wait a little longer.”Damien scoffed. “It’s my birthright, Oscar. I shouldn’t have to wait for it.”“I know, I know,” Oscar said, holding up his hands. “But sometimes, things don’t happen as quickly as we want them to. Just try and be patient, okay?”Damien sighed and took a long swig of his drink. “Yeah, I guess you’re right.”The two friends continued to talk for a while, but the co

Brenda woke up to a quiet morning with a heavy heart and a throbbing headache. The house was silent except for the sound of the birds chirping outside. The sunlight filtering through the curtains was too bright for her, and the chirping birds outside only served to amplify her misery. She opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling, her mind still heavy from yesterday. She had cried herself to sleep last night, her tears leaving streaks on her pillow. Brenda couldn’t believe that she had asked for a divorce, she had thought it would make Damien change his ways, but now she realized it was a mistake. She had never thought it would actually come to this.The thought of ending her marriage was terrifying, but the thought of staying in a loveless relationship was even worse. As she lay there, feeling sorry for herself, Brenda promised herself that she would go through with the divorce. She needed to start over and find someone who would truly love and appreciate her.She sat up in bed and pu

Inside a grocery store, Brenda pushed her cart down the aisle, taking her time to select the freshest fruits and vegetables. The produce section was always her favorite part of the grocery store; it was bright and colorful, and the scent of fresh produce filled the air. Brenda breathed in deeply, savoring the aroma, and smiled to herself. Her day had been peaceful so far, and she was grateful for it. She and Damien had had a positive talk earlier that morning, and Brenda felt a renewed sense of commitment to their marriage pact. It wasn’t going to be easy, but they were both willing to put in the work. Brenda felt proud of herself for making the decision to end her friendship with Alfred, even though it had been difficult. She knew it was for the best, and she felt confident that she would eventually come to peace with it.As Brenda turned the corner, she scanned the shelves, looking for the last item on her list. When she spotted the bright red packaging of strawberries, she made her

The tension between Damien and Brenda was palpable, neither of them spoke a word to each other for the rest of the day. The air was thick with tension as they both retreated to their respective rooms, neither daring to break the silence. Brenda lay in bed, her heart pounding in her chest as she imagined all the possible scenarios that could occur now. She knew she had been careless, but she never expected this to happen so soon. Brenda remained locked up inside her room, too scared to face Damien after he had found out about the pregnancy.Damien, on the other hand, stayed in his room, brooding over the situation. The only time he left his room was to pick up a file from his office. He tried as much as possible not to think about the fact that Brenda had been careless and had gotten pregnant. But what bothered him the most was the belief that Brenda was still seeing Alfred, her lover. Damien thought it was impossible he was responsible for the pregnancy, considering they only started

Damien stood in front of his childhood home, taking one last look before getting into his car. The mansion had always been his safe haven, but he knew he couldn’t stay there forever. He had a pregnant wife waiting for him, and he needed to face his fears of becoming a parent. As he marched towards his car, Damien’s mind wandered to his father. He had been hoping to convince him to hand over the family business, but his two weeks stay had not been fruitful. Damien was disappointed, but he felt refreshed after spending time in his childhood home.Damien took a deep breath as he walked away from the front door of the mansion. The sun was shining bright and warm on his face, but his mind was still clouded with thoughts. He had not expected to stay up to two weeks, but the comfort of the familiar surroundings had been too much to leave behind. He had spent his days seeking advice from his mother, who was always ready to listen and offer a sympathetic ear. He had also hoped to convince his