Georgina WestAs I served breakfast to my 6-year-old twins, Ace and Luna, my mind was still preoccupied with work-related thoughts. While I adore my kids more than anything, I can't help but feel that they have become increasingly challenging to handle each day. Fortunately, my mother-in-law, Sienna, continues to support me in looking after them, even though I am no longer with her son.My husband, Archer, and I were childhood sweethearts who married at a young age and later became parents. Although we had a strong bond and deep love, complications arose after having kids, causing us to grow apart. We separated five years ago, yet we haven't finalized the divorce despite my numerous discussions about it, especially now that I have a boyfriend.As Toby, my boyfriend, affectionately hugged me from behind before joining us at the breakfast table, I noticed Sienna's disapproval, making me to glare at her. The children enjoyed having breakfast with their father and appreciated his daily sc

Mary Redferne As I waited with Joseph, taking small sips of my coffee which was close to being finished, I couldn't shake the annoyance creeping in. Clara was running late, a common occurrence for her, but this time it bothered me more than usual. I felt guilty that Joseph was sacrificing his time, waiting here with me while he was getting late for work.As I glanced at Joseph, who sat across from me with a patient expression, I couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt. Now, as we sat in the café waiting for her to arrive, I could see the faint traces of impatience flickering in his eyes."I'm sorry," I murmured, setting down my coffee cup with a sigh. "She's always like this, you know. I shouldn't have let you come with me."Joseph reached across the table, gently squeezing my hand in reassurance. "It's alright, Mary," he said with a warm smile. "I don't mind waiting. Besides, it's a good excuse to spend some time together."His words brought a small smile to my lips, but as the min

Mary Redferne As we approached Joseph's mother's house, I noticed a somber expression on her face. It was clear that something was amiss. She greeted us with a forced smile, but her eyes betrayed her true emotions. As we exchanged pleasantries, she gently pulled Joseph aside, leaving me standing awkwardly in the entryway.I watched as they engaged in hushed conversation, their voices barely audible from where I stood. Joseph's mother wore a pained expression, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease wash over me. What was going on?After a few moments, Joseph returned to my side, his expression grim. His mother approached me, her eyes filled with regret as she spoke. "Mary, I'm sorry for my brother's behavior," she said, her voice tinged with sadness. "He's waiting inside, but please don't take his words to heart. He's irrational and angry."I nodded in response, trying to mask my frustration. It was infuriating how just because Joseph's uncle was an old, wealthy man, people fe

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Mary Redferne Oh my god! What is happening???My heart pounded erratically in my chest, the intensity of the moment leaving me breathless and bewildered. What was happening between us? I struggled to maintain my composure as Joseph's gaze bore into mine, a silent exchange of unspoken desires passing between us.Unable to withstand the intensity of his stare, I looked away, feeling the heat rise to my cheeks. “What are you up to, mister?” I said teasingly as my attempt at nonchalance faltered as nervousness crept into my voice, betraying my true feelings. I tried to mask nervousness and shyness but, I was failing miserably and I hated it.As I placed my hands against his chest, attempting to push him away playfully, I found myself rooted in place, his gaze holding me captive. His eyes seemed to search mine, as if he was trying to decipher something.Despite my efforts to remain composed, my body betrayed me, trembling beneath his touch. I wanted to meet his gaze with confidence, to