Danielle's POV I was sure I knew that man somewhere. I am in school again and I plan to wait till he comes again so I can take a better look at him. "So, I heard you gave birth. What's the name of your child?" Isabelle walked up to me with a lollipop in her mouth. When would she grow up? Does she think this is bullying? I think I have grown older than that. She could only have gotten such information from Clara. I'm suddenly glad she hadn't reached out for a while. If she had, I'd have told her about my three babies and she'd have told the whole world. "Given my age, I love the way you guessed that I have a baby. Of what concern is it to you?" I straightened up. I was enjoying this. "You came to meet me so early in the morning, I assume you have become so jobless and all you can do is gossip around and talk about things that are of no concern to yours." She look piss. "I see you have grown a bigger mouth. The class was peaceful when you were gone. I thought you were dead. No wonde

Danielle's POV I wrapped the colorful blanket tighter. Weak and tired, my body refused to sleep. People were moving along the road as I peeked out the window. It was the depth of the night and people were still walking around, most of whom were couples. I could envision how I would talk in my interview. I was more than prepared. I was reading and learning about interviews all night till the cold set in. Unable to sleep, I studied the breath of my babies. It would be easier to think of something important that wasn't my interview. Perhaps that would make me sleep. My babies. That was it. I needed to keep calm but I was overwhelmed. I was eager for the next day but I needed some sleep. Thinking about the women my children would become calmed my head. I pulled the blanket closer to my chest and stared at my children. Beautiful creatures from my womb. I would do anything to give them the best in life. The first stage in progressing is passing the first stage. I closed my eyes. Tom

Bryan's POV The lady has some nerves I must say. She knew me, she knew Isabelle. Looks like they aren't friends that begin with. Her fierce stare and her solid voice. That was a real woman. I smiled again as the enticing memory of our first meeting flashed before my eyes. I got to see those gray eyes again and this time, they were closer. I was an inch close to drawing her in for a kiss. She was injured, I saw as she walked back to get her bag. I said it, if we meet again, I wouldn't let her go. So be it, she would be mine in a couple of days. At first, I wondered who it could be that dared to raise her voice, even my mother dared not. She was lucky I had an interest in her, other people don't end up too good. All the pleasure I took in her was in her eyes. She would regret meeting me or coming to my company to work. Someone knocked on my door, drifting me away from my thoughts. "Come in Linda." She had come in handy. "Is she gone?" "Yes sir." "You didn't talk to her much for

Danielle's POV "You mean you?" I asked and stood up too. I didn't want anything to bring me into talking with Isabelle's boyfriend. I have tried all along not to spare him at a single glance. The other man looked a bit like Gabriel, it wouldn't be so bad working with and for him. Perhaps he was the CEO of the company. It doesn't matter. The pay was two thousand dollars. I thought that way too much. Although I could feel the happiness filling my heart, I still wanted to know the kind of job I had to do in the company that deserved so much. "You are not fine yet Miss Arnold. I am just leaving and besides, this is the boss here. He would put you through the rest. As for now, goodbye." The man left. I slowly sat down back, trying not to look surprised. "I guess you would have to see me more often than you have planned for Miss Arnold. What's with the expression on your face? You don't look too happy about it." He crossed his legs. So he was the boss after all. A glint of regret swe

Danielle's POV"Hello, we're home." I sprung out of the couch at the sound of Gabe's voice. Finally, they were here. I have been waiting for hours. Since I came back from work, my kids were nowhere to be found. After several shouts of Gabriel's name, I realized he wasn't home. There was only one explanation to that, he had taken them out."What took you so long? Where did you go? It's cold outside." I helped him with the plastic bag that was filled with whatever he went out to buy."I needed to get something. We are out of sugar and cereals. I couldn't leave them alone in the house so I had to take them along. They made a new friend today." I placed his stuff on the kitchen counter and then went to kiss my kids on their forehead."Babies make friends every day."Gabe unbuttoned his shirt slowly. His collarbones and the strength in his chest became wide open. I looked away before the feeling intensified."Where is Gramps by the way? Did he go for sports? But today is just Monday."Gabr