Should she enter the room again?
(Eve’s POV)“I thought I’d give birth seven months earlier when I heard Janna about that bowl,” Marga muttered, awed as she walked around my bedroom as if she was in a museum. “God! Everything about this place is old.”She stopped walking and sighed as she looked lovingly at my daughter.“Where did the time go? Why is she growing so fast?” She sat at the edge of the bed and reached for my daughter’s face. “She looked like you in so many ways, and I’m so glad Marcus spared you on this little one.”“I guess he did,” I chuckled and winced.I was glad Callahan had left the room. His concern about my family and me was confusing. He was not interested in me, but he was willing to waste money on the renovation and fixing of Moira’s mansion.Marga shifted on her seat and picked up the key-wound twin bell clock. Her eyes squinting as she studied the classic alarm clock.“So, how much is this one? A million?”I laughed and took it from her. “I bought it on sale. This is my wake-up partner.”“Oh
(Cal’s POV)I had been watching the orientation of newly hired employees on the screen from the CCTV camera in the HR conference room. There were ten, seven of whom would be assigned to shopping mall stores across the country, while three, including Eve, would stay in the office.Eve looked tired but attentive. She wrote notes every time the HR personnel flashed a new slide in the presentation. Whenever she furrowed her brows, I wished I could know what she was thinking.“You want popcorn? It’s always fun watching movies with popcorn and soda,” Bob smirked as he entered my private office, placing a pile of folders on the incoming tray.He glanced at the screen but did not bother coming closer. Instead, Bob sat on the couch, picked up his drawing tablet, and continued the design he had stopped doing when he saw Bethany with Eve.“I can’t wait to have her around,” he said, his eyes on the screen of his tablet. “It’s not that I don’t want to follow you around, Cal, but I want to focus on
(Cal’s POV)“You are…” I winced at the ringing in my ears, my heart pounding erratically in my chest.Suddenly, the woman I was with that weird night finally had a face like she had come to life. My eyes narrowed as I locked my eyes on Eve. It was impossible. Someone must have drugged me that night because of these hallucinations.I must have gripped her wrist harder because as she gasped, her face went pale, and her eyes were wide as she stared at me. Her heartbeat and breathing must have stopped altogether.“Did I do something wrong?” She asked anxiously.“What did she do?” Bob stood in the doorway, not moving like Eve.“She forgot the sugar and milk,” I said calmly, releasing Eve’s wrist and pushing the cup toward her.“You always love your coffee black. When did you start to like it with sugar and milk?” Bob asked, taking the cup before Eve could pick it up.Eve did not just forget the sugar and milk, but she also failed to breathe.“You’re not returning to that training,” I mutte
(Eve’s POV)My tears welled, not because I was in pain but because the overflowing embarrassment I felt was about to drown me. Good heavens, I couldn’t breathe, knowing Callahan was behind me.During lunch, Bethany told me she had to stay because of tomorrow's trick-or-treat program. Although her team had already bought candies and chocolates, the thought of my children being there excited her, so she wanted special treats for the kids.My first day was great so far, and my only mistake was giving him the wrong coffee. That was if it was counted as my mistake. Hugging the employee handbook, I walked toward the door to leave Callahan’s office after turning off his computer, but without him around, bad luck seemed to follow me around.I was a few steps away from the door when the butterfly brooch I used as a button to lock the lapel collar of my wrapped-around dress flew out somewhere in the room. I gasped, feeling the relief and worry at the same time. Yes, relief! My chest was finally
(Eve’s POV)It was past eleven in the evening, but my best friends were still awake. Marga had just finished the video call with her husband, and Bethany was having coffee on the patio adjoining the bedroom while finishing her report for tomorrow.I wished I could change today; my heart and mind were at war about it because when I got home, my children and Marga had so many exciting stories about their day. Although only Isabella and the twins liked their new school, the fun the boys had in helping Wyatt decorate his front yard for Halloween’s trick-or-treat was something unforgettable for them.Theo was happy, his eyes sparkling, as he shared his day and told me Wyatt let him paint the front door of his house. Marga said it would probably scare kids who didn’t like cute puppies and kittens. When she showed me the picture, she was right. My youngest son drew them well, and Wyatt might need to buy more candies this year as the painting might attract more kids instead of scaring them.“
(Eve’s POV)Callahan and Bob were seated in front of the studio, intently watching the underwear models' photoshoot. The CEO’s presence in the shoot was not necessary, but Bob said our boss would want to see the design and quality of Sweet Temptation products before releasing them to the market. I took a deep breath, stopping and reaching for my left leg. I bent quickly, massaging my tired muscles, and stood straight as if I had just dropped something on the floor and picked it up immediately. Even if I wanted to change what happened today, I doubted I could do it.“Tired already?” Bethany asked, her eyes on the models as she sipped from the straw of her iced latte. Then she handed me the cup carrier with four cold drinks in it.“Tired isn’t even the right word,” I sighed, wishing to take one cup from the carrier holder. One cold drink might take the pain away.When I woke up this morning, the throbbing in my head seemed enough to explode my brain. I was glad the painkiller worked,
(Eve’s POV)“What the hell are you doing?” Callahan asked, his eyes wide after I undid the topmost button of my blouse.Sweet Temptation’s products were beyond my budget. I could hardly provide for my children’s needs, and indulging in expensive undergarments was not an option. As a single parent, I had to make a responsible choice. Like I learned from my parents, children first before them. But after Bethany told me how vital it was for Callahan for the employees to wear the company’s products, I used the pair of underwear she brought last night along with the blazer I borrowed from her. Yesterday was too embarrassing. Not only did I wear a cheap bra, but it was also an old one.“Just because I wasn’t wearing it yesterday -” I gasped; my eyes were round as full moon as I met his upset gaze.I did not know what got me, but I undid the three buttons to show him my full-coverage Sweet Temptation bra.“Yes, Eve. I was not happy to see you’re wearing a different brand,” he breathed, shaki
(Eve’s POV)“Good job, Eve!” Bethany smiled, wagging her eyebrows as I opened the studio door for her. “Bob’s been telling me you’re doing most things alone.”I half-smiled, reaching for my left leg and quickly massaging it. I wished I could brag about my tasks without Bob teaching or correcting me. The disaster I had done pushed me to open the door and spend the rest of the evening reading and studying about hacking. I had no intention of entering Moira’s room, but the only thing I could think of as I went home last night was to change what had happened.“Just weird, though,” she snorted, handing me the cup carrier with four cold drinks. “I’m having this weird Déjà vu.”“Déjà vu?” My brows knitted as I wondered what she meant.She nodded, her eyes on the models as she sipped from the straw of her iced latte.“It’s like…” Her eyes narrowed as she tilted her head slightly to the side. “This seems to have happened before.”I shrugged. “Maybe because this always happens,” I pointed out,