Miranda was walking, but her gaze was fixed on her phone as she was texting a co-worker when she collided with someone. If it hadn’t been for that person, Miranda would have surely fallen down and embarrassed herself at this party.
“I am sor—” The words were caught in her throat when she saw the person with whom she crashed. How can she ever forget him? She has longed to see him for many years.
It flabbergasted Eric to see his wife after seven years in his arms. If it weren’t for Lizzy, his daughter, then he wouldn’t know for how long he would have kept her in his arms. It felt like a very familiar emotion inside him, and it was too good to be true to have her so close to him.
Miranda, though, was astounded to see her daughter so grown up after only seven years. She is now ten years old and has evolved into a beautiful girl. Her eyes had always yearned to see her precious angel.
“Dad, this party is extremely dull. When can we go home?” She asked him, completely ignoring her mother. Miranda was a stranger to her, as Lizzy was oblivious to her mother’s existence, let alone her appearance and presence.
“At the most, an hour or two. Why don’t you hang out with other kids your age here, Lizzy?” He told his daughter politely because he wanted to protect her from her own mother. Eric had lost trust in Miranda after she abandoned them seven years ago.
“They are snobbish.” She scowled and crossed her arms.
“Sweetheart—” He said. But Nancy, his secretary, cut him off.
“Lizzy, there you are. Briana, your friend, has been looking for you for a long time— Oh, Miranda! It’s good to see you after so long.” Nancy was surprised to see her boss’s wife after all these years. She had hoped Miranda would return soon because she had witnessed what Eric had gone through these years.
“It is good to see you too, Nancy.” Miranda smiled and nodded in acknowledgment. But her surprise upon seeing Eric and Lizzy here had not yet subsided.
Nancy sensed the uneasiness in the air between those two, so she decided to leave them alone, taking Lizzy with her.
Miranda, however, was looking at their daughter with love filled in her eyes, which did not go unnoticed by Eric. “When you left us seven years ago, you gave up the right to look at her like that.”
“You can hide the fact from our daughter that I am her mother, but you can’t stop me from loving her.” She told him softly. She completely understood Eric's rage towards her. Under no circumstances does she blame him.
“Miranda, what are you doing here?” He asks her angrily. Before she could respond, the host of the party, Lenny, interrupted her.
“There you are, Miranda. Let me introduce you to Louis, my husband.” Lenny smiled and greeted her.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you.” She politely replied to them.
“I see that, finally, my wife was finally able to convince you to our party. I can’t even begin to tell you how much she has talked about you.”
“I am not a big fan of going to social gatherings, but it’s a pleasure to be here.” With a small smile, she told them the truth.
Before either of them could say anything, another guest called for them. Hence, they excused themselves, leaving her alone with Eric.
To say after living so many with him would have made her feel at home, but rather the time they spent apart made her feel uncomfortable, and the proximity they were standing in did not help.
“Not a big fan of social gatherings? Nice Miranda. You have even begun to lie now.” He mocked her.
“Believe what you want, Eric. I have nothing else to say to you.” She told him softly, as she was herself at a loss for words.
But, once again, they were interrupted, which irritated Eric greatly. Miranda, on the other hand, was relieved because she did not wish to speak to him. But she panicked when she saw who had intervened.
“Hello, Miranda.” Doctor Harold approached her and greeted her.
“Hello.” She responded hesitantly.
“I am Doctor Harold Levis.” He greeted the man who was standing beside his patient.
“I am Eric Liston.” His name rang a bell in the doctors’ heads as he recognized him instantly and gave Miranda a look that she clearly understood.
“Very well. My nephew, Richard Levis, works in your firm, so I have heard a lot about you.”
“I hope everything good. He is a great chap.” Eric replied to him.
Eric Liston is a partner at the accounting firm ListonCharles (LC LLP), together with his friend and co-partner Rodney Charles. After a brief internship and over half a decade of experience at an accounting enterprise, they decided to establish their own.
It was little over a year ago when he ran into his old pal Rodney who was looking for a partner. Eric found it to be a good opportunity as not only having control over his work timings would have been good but also will be relocating himself to BlueStone Valley along with his parents who lives only a couple of blocks away from him.
He had shifted to Bluestone Valley just four months ago. However, unlike him, they sold their apartment in Pelican City and decided to retire to have a peaceful life in the Bluestone Valley, a little over eight months ago. It was fortunate that he was able to find a modest house for himself just a block away from his parents.
Further, on work front, their accounting firm was blooming despite being established a town. Richard Levis is one of his juniors who works directly for him. He is lucky in that he can trust him with the majority of his duties.
Before Harold could respond, a blonde lady approached Eric and asked for a dance. To say Marisa was envious would be an understatement. Even after all this time, she still clearly loves him. “May I have this dance with you?”
"Excuse me!" Eric excused himself and accepted the lady's hand.
He wanted to prove an unspoken point to Miranda: that he has moved on and no longer loves her. She, however, looked on as Eric was on the dance floor with that lady. That blonde woman might be his girlfriend. It does not matter, though, as she has truly lost all her rights on him.
“It is okay to feel this way, Miranda.” Doctor Harold stated, intending to comfort her with words.
“Is it? It does not matter. After all, it's not his fault that he didn't know the real reason for my leaving him. It's completely justified to hate me. Plus, who knows how many girlfriends he's had or has now? I am sure I will get used to it. I am perfectly fine.”
“You are rambling now.” He stated.
“I am sorry.” She lets out a sigh. “I think I am going to call it a night. I knew that coming here was a bad idea.”
“However, something good came from it. You saw your daughter, didn’t you?”
She responded to him with a bright smile on her face. Talking about Lizzy or even thinking about her brightens her day, but her heart aches at the same time.
“Yes, I just wish I had been there with her in the last few years.” She sighed deeply.
“It is still not too late. Tell the truth to Eric. I am confident that he will understand.” The doctor advised her.
“No way, Doc. It is too late now. And I doubt my daughter will even accept me. As far as Eric is concerned, he despises me. He would never allow that to happen, and he would not be wrong in doing so. Further, I do not want to disrupt their settled lives. It is not fair to them."
"Miranda," he sighed. His patient was stubborn, but then which of his were not?
"No, Doc. It is not right." She gave him a sad smile. "I should leave now. I do not think I can take it any longer. Good night.”
“Do you want me to drop you off?” He asked her worriedly. He knew very well what Miranda had been going through.
“Do not worry on my account. I will be fine. Thank you for offering, though.” With those words and Doctor Harold's nod, she walked away.
Eric, on the other hand, was perplexed as to why Miranda was speaking so closely with the doctor. Both of them seemed to know each other well. Doctor Harold appeared to be quite old for her, so them being in a relationship seemed unlikely.
“Your ex?” The lady with whom he had been dancing asked him with interest.
“Something along those lines.” He informed her vaguely. He had no interest in indulging with a stranger about his estranged relationship with Miranda.
“Well, it's clear that you still love her, and I believe she does as well.” The blonde stated.
“I believe it is too late for that now.” With that, he left the lady on the dance floor alone. He was clearly not interested in continuing the conversation with her. He, however, ran into someone again while looking for his daughter.
“God, can’t you see where you are going?” The unknown girl glared at him. He was about to reply when she spoke again, this time in an angry tone. “You! Eric, right? No wonder she left.” The strange girl then walked away, not allowing him the opportunity to speak.
He simply shook his head, swearing under his breath, before searching for his daughter. When he did, they both headed immediately for home. He had enough for the night and did not want the risk of running into Miranda with their daughter again.
Eric had no idea how he felt, though. He was relieved to see Miranda again, as she was safe and alive, but he was also enraged at the same time. He also felt guilty because Lizzy still had no idea who her mother was. He kept these facts from her in order to protect her. What good would have been done to her when her own mother left her at the mere age of three?
God only knows what new twists and turns his life will take.
Miranda was distorted. She wished for nothing more than for things to return to normal after the misfortune that took place seven years ago. It’s a shame that her life will now be filled with loneliness. But she has to be strong and accept her fate. And with that in mind, she went to work. She worked at Little Stars Orphanage in Bluestone Valley. Her uncle used to own this place, but she has taken over the management post his death. She loves the place from the bottom of her heart. It was unfortunate that she would be unable to show her daughter the love she deserved on the day she left. So, she spends time with the kids in her orphanage. It can be described as a kind of replacement or redemption, and everyone needs one reason in their life to help them survive. Further, this place was like an extended family to her because she had lost her own a long time ago, and it was the hardest decision she had ever made. This was one of hers. Miranda arrived at her destination within ten mi
Miranda has been the only person on Eric’s mind for the past few days. Who is he kidding, though? Since the moment he met her, since the day he asked her out, since the time they have been dating, and since the since the promise of eternity of being together, she has never left her mind. Even after she left them, he never stopped thinking about her. So many thoughts were battling in his brain. Why does she still have such an impact on him after all this time? He was doing well without her. She had to barge back into his life just as he thought he could move on. No jokes there, but he is well aware that he will never be able to move on from her. Not that he tried. Eric was walking past their town hospital exit hall when he noticed Miranda entering. “What the hell are you doing here?” He spoke his thoughts louder than he wanted to. “I— um—” Having caught her off guard, she stammered. She couldn’t think of the right way to respond to him. Instead of telling the complete truth, she f
Eric's parents were astounded to discover Miranda had abruptly left her home. None of them expected her to abandon her husband and daughter. The reason is still unknown to them. Miranda, they believed, was not the type of person who would give up her family for selfish motives. She did appear to be stressed and apprehensive as the days passed before she left them. They always suspected that something was bothering her, and they did try to talk to her, but she persuaded them that everything was fine. Lander and Rachel exchanged knowing glances and went to greet her. They were still convinced that their daughter-in-law had made such a significant decision for a good reason. They attempted to contact her after she left, but they were unable to do so. She had changed her number, and there was no clue about her whereabouts. “Hello, Miranda. It’s been a very long time.” Rachel was the first to speak. Miranda was taken aback when she noticed her in-laws standing in front of her. First, it
Eric had just finished cleaning the kitchen after his daughter had left for school with a neighbour when the doorbell rang. His instant thoughts turned to Miranda. Even now, since the moment she left them, whenever the doorbell rang, he anticipated her to be there, but he was always greeted with disappointment. So much has changed since then. When Miranda was with them, he merely provided minor assistance by assisting her with domestic chores, but in her absence, he was not left with any choice but to take complete control of it. Not that he is complaining. It only made him wish that he would have helped her more around the house, and he felt that maybe then she would not have left him. In these seven years, he tried to find numerous reasons for her leaving them, and it only made him feel worse with each passing day, which has now turned into anger and frustration. When he opened the door, though, he found his parents standing there. “What a pleasant surprise, Mom and Dad! What
The lift door was about to be closed when Eric heard a female voice calling for it to be stopped. Miranda’s reappearance in the hospital surprised him. “Thank you so much—” Miranda, however, was taken aback when she noticed it was Eric who was in the lift. “What are you doing here?” “One of my friends got into an accident, so I am going to see him. What are you doing here?” He asked her carefully. He did not want to appear concerned. She was relieved that neither he nor her daughter needed medical attention. Their earlier encounter in the hospital was still fresh in their minds. So she was unable to ask him upfront about it. She responded to his question with the same response she had previously given. "I came to meet the children in the cancer ward." “Again?” He asked, his brow furrowed. “Yes.” She gave him an uneasy smile. In contrast to the last time, he noticed Miranda fidgeting with her fingers. She always does that when she lies. “Okay—” He stared blankly at her. They were
Miranda was tapping her foot impatiently while Benji was debating which flower to purchase. “Just pick a goddamn flower, Benji. Simply giving her flowers will make her happy. It doesn't matter which flower you give her. The fact that you went out of your way to give her this is in itself a big deal.” She exasperatedly told him. “What if she doesn't like the color of it, Miranda? I don't want to upset her. She is a friend of mine.” Benji elaborated. “In any case, none of these flowers appeal to me.” “Benji—” She was about to say something, but Benji exclaimed excitedly. “Look at that. A black rose! This is perfect.” He chirped happily, as if he were a child. “You want to give her a black rose?" She asked him in surprise. "You know that, right? It is quite rare and expensive.” Benji's response surprised her and made her feel awed. “Of course, Miranda. My intention in giving her flowers is to make her feel special. The rose is a classic, and the black rose is just going to make thi
Eric was preparing dinner for himself and his daughter in the kitchen while Lizzy and her friends were doing group studies in the living room. He was about to leave to go to his room to finish some of his office work in the room when he overheard Lizzy’s friend discussing their mother. His daughter, unlike others, was listening to her friends in silence, and his heart clenched at that moment. During his heartbreak, he lost sight of the fact that Lizzy was still a child who longed for her mother's love. He may have loved her a lot in an attempt to fill the void left by Miranda's departure, but no matter how much he tries, he will never be able to fill that place. Lizzy was aware of Miranda's existence, except for the fact that she had abandoned all of them seven years ago. He knew that he needed to inform his daughter about her mother's identity. Miranda kept her word and stayed away from Lizzy when he asked her to. But now, he must bridge the gap between them. Eric was sitting at th
Miranda was busy with her paperwork when she heard a loud knock. “Come in.” “Hey,” Eric said. She was, however, surprised to see him there, smiling at her. “Hey,” she said hesitantly. “May I take a seat?” He asked her. “Oh, yeah— I apologize. Please take a seat.” She scratched her forehead. “So, what brings you here?” She asked him curiously. “I have been thinking a lot about everything relating to us, and I am tired of us shouting and insulting each other. Things may have changed significantly in the past, but you are still the woman I have always loved and the mother of my child, so I wanted to call a truce.” He explained everything to her. Miranda was surprised at Eric's words. She was not expecting this. With how things had been between them, she was startled by his sudden change of behaviour. “I am not sure how to respond to that, Eric. I think I’d like that.” Nonetheless, she decided to take the bait. At the very least, she will get to spend some time with her daughter, e