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"No, that I am so happy" Gemma intoned. After a long phone call, Gemma sat at the balcony for a while, from the closed glass she could tell today was going to be freezing. She took her phone and turned on a nice playlists, she was happy and that what matter the most. Gemma took her toothbrush and placed a lot of paste, she moved her waist to the sound of the slow music, Lovers by Anna of the north, she wasn't her favorite artist but this was the first on her playlist. After a warm bathe, Gemma stepped out of the room in shorts and a large t-shirt, she froze as she heard noises. She slowly stepped into the kitchen and found an elderly lady washing the dishes of last night. She suddenly remembered Isaac mentioning Miss Tracy... "Don't worry about it, Miss Tracy would handle it" Gemma froze, she looked around the house for Miss Tracy, it's been two hours since she got here and she hadn't seen any Miss Tracy. "Who? Who's that?" "Ah, Tracy? She comes and goes after cleanin
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"What do you think?" Anita asked, the man who watched Gemma from a far. "She's pretty good... Her skin suits the concept, " he nodded. "Is something wrong?" Anita asked, seeing his eyes wrinkled. She noticed he thought about something else. "Her photos last year seemed dull. She looks like a much happier person now..." Anita raised her brows confused. Was she saying she should become sad? "I don't understand Mr brown" He turned over and looked at her. "Her skin tends to glow and fit the concept," "Oh," Anita looked towards Gemma, "I think you should change the colour of the lipstick... Doesn't suit her, " He says, heading back to his seat. "Sure..." Anita searched for Gira, and when she didn't see her, she proceeded to yell her name. "I am here!" She signified, stepping out of the curtain. "Change her lipstick!" Anita tells Gira," Look behind her to where Gemma was standing "Why? That colour suit her, " Gira says, laughing. Anita looked at the young man who sa
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Tears rolled down Gemma's eyes, and she sniffled, wiping her eyes. "Gemma, are you okay?" Lucy asked. There was a moment of silence, Lucy and Sarah sat staring at her, waiting for the next thing she was about to say, Gemma took out her handkerchief and wiped her eyes, she then looked at them, her eyes crinkled smiling brightly. "Yeah, I am perfectly fine... I am just happy for her, you know, I wanted to tell you all... Haven't been able to express my thoughts, " she says, Lucy and Sarah sighed in relief, "beer, please!" She continued to yell. Gemma looked back at them and shrugged. "I suspect they can't hear me," she says, searching her bag for her phone. Issac would have called, and she didn't want to miss that. Lucy and Sarah looked at themselves. With a wry smile, she looked at them and returned the smile. "Ain't you going to drink Sarah?" Gemma asked. Seeing how she stared at her glass of water, she had some little healthy food on her table. "Oh no, I can't... breastfe
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It was morning again. Gemma's eyes opened to the bright warm room. She looked around, sighed and closed her eyes, realising she was in their bedroom. "Good morning," she heard a voice, Gemma's eyes popped open again, and she saw Isaac showering. Didn't he say good morning?' she asked herself. Gemma slowly got up and looked beside the table. He left a bottle of water for her. "Isaac?" She held her aching head for a while. She sat down, staring at the bed, and then followed him. He didn't look so happy, and she could see that. Gemma took the blankets off, heading to the bathroom. She stopped as soon as she entered the bathroom. Isaac's naked body made her slug while watching drops of water fall from his dark hair, trailing across his creamy skin and outlining those abs. "I have a meeting," he said coldly. His voice pulled her out of her nasty thoughts. Gemma shifted her gaze and licked her lips. "I..." She could bring herself to speak. Her mouth opened for a while, searching
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Hours later, Gemma stepped out of the room fully dressed. Isaac sat by the dining room, waiting for her. "Did you prepare this?" She asked. Isaac shook his head, "Tracy did," he says; Gemma sighed. She had expected him to prepay something, she loved his food, and he was supposed to be a chef. "Oh... Okay, " she replied, a little disappointed. She smiled at the beautiful pasta sitting in front of her. It looked so yummy, perfectly arranged with care and love, and the aroma made her mouth water. That wasn't Tracy. She looked at him. "What?" He smirked in a silly way. "You prepared this," she says. Isaac wiped his mouth and laughed. "Why?" He replied. Gemma rolled her eyes. She could tell his cooking by just the smell and look. She gulped as her mouth was full of saliva. "I..." She paused. She hadn't tasted Tracy's food. There was a possibility it was hers. She looked at Isaac, and tasting was the only way. "You're right, and I prepared it..." He laughed, seeing her taste
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"Juan?" Her mouth opened, she didn't and never thought one day she would see him again. To her, he was lost, but now he was standing right at her front and there he stood found. Darkness fell around her as a curtain and heat rose in her chest. "Miss Smith?" John called, Gemma blinked, and lowered her eyes. "Is everything okay?" Pamela asked, they stood beside the door waiting for her. "It's good to see you, Gemma" His voice sent shivers down her spine, like a ghost announcing his arrival. What was she doing? Why wasn't she moving she could as well see this as an opportunity and run, get in the car and never look back, but her leg had refused to leave. "Oh my goodness," Sarah says, at the same time Lucy, rushing towards her. Her mind began to wonder, they had just talked about him, and now he is standing in her front, dazzling as always, he looked more handsome, in the brown shirt and jeans he wore, Juan always knew how to keep it simple, he looked good, that was one thing she
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Gemma and the rest sat waiting for Abram's son to head down, the dishes looked really good, it was past six, and she recalled not eating anything after that sweet dish Isaac had prepared. Her heart couldn't stop thinking about Juan, no matter how much she tried brushing it off, her mother was going to soon notice something was wrong, His sudden appearance confused her, she couldn't pick her words well. Finally Gemma heard steps, he seemed to be running down the stairs, she swallowed raising her gaze, Gemma's eyes met Marbella's penetrating gaze. She awkwardly smiled at her. "I'm here!" He got down, Gemma had imagined something different, but this young man in front of her, was a nerd, with blue eyes, he smiled at her like he had known her for a while, she searched her head for words, "Right, Gemma, this is Richard..." Abram says, she watched him, he reminded her of herself, or was it? She thought. "Hi," He says, with a faint smile. "Hi, Richard," she replied awkwardly, there
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"You need to block him, he doesn't deserve you, beside you have Isaac now, he loves you" Gemma could help but smile. "Okay" she took her cell phone to block his message, when she heard her mother call, she looked at Abram," Please don't tell my mom!" She said, "I won't" Abram tapped her shoulders, leaning back, Marbella walked In, staring at them, "It's cold, why are you guys outside?" She asked, Gemma looked away, like she had been talking bad about her, she furrowed her brows, and Abram didn't glance at her. "Oh, I was just watching the skies," she says, Marbella nodded, and finally Abram caught her gaze. "Gems, oh... There you are... John is outside, who's that?" She asked. "Oh, John?" She looked at them, and cleared her throat, "that's Isaac's... You know PA" she says, breathing slowly "Oh," Marbella looked at Abram, and he chuckled. "He got you a PA?" Abram laughed, getting up. "Well, that's it..." She swallowed, "Must be here to pick me up, I have to go!" "
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