Amber’s pov There has been a significant change since Adrian fell in love with me. Now I realize how precious I am to him as his girlfriend. I've also noticed that falling in love is often accompanied by funny and sweet dreams. Some say that dreams occur when you are truly in love with someone, while others believe they stem from thoughts of that person before falling asleep. Either explanation could be true, because I am already deeply in love with Adrian and he occupies my thoughts constantly. Ever since Gwen and Dave came to this house, Adrian has been reluctant to share what transpired when he asked me to leave. Does this imply that my presence prevented him from taking action regarding what they both did to me? No matter how I approached the question, all he did was plant a kiss on my lips. Once his soft, adorable lips met mine, I found myself yearning for more of him. It was Friday morning, and for over three days, Adrian and I hadn't gone to work. Our home was filled with

Amber’s pov When my grandmother said that my boyfriend resembled my mother, I glanced at his face and chuckled. "Grandma, you have a keen eye. There's a slight resemblance, but this is Mr. Adrian Morgan." Both Adrian and I laughed, embracing my grandma once more. "I don't know when I'll see both of you again. I want us to take some pictures." My grandma was right. It wouldn't be easy to bring Adrian to my grandma's house as I had hoped. We all gathered around her, with me standing on the right and Adrian on the left. With beautiful smiles on our faces, we took several pictures. It was truly a joyful occasion, as my grandma had persistently asked me to introduce her to my boyfriend. We went inside and shared glasses of wine, and I could see the joy in her eyes. It was evident how our presence had brought her immense happiness. As we prepared to leave after spending about an hour, my grandma asked, "Amber, how is the company going?"Adrian quickly looked at me and this had be

Author's pov Anita has always been a workaholic, ever since her parents instilled in her the belief that she needed to possess such a trait to manage their family business. As a result, her internal body clock naturally wakes her up promptly at 5 am every single day, regardless of whether or not she wants to go to work. She rose from her bed and prepared herself for the day's tasks. She took a shower, tidied her hair, and even checked her laptop for mails that needed urgent response. After breakfast, she wondered aloud, "when will James call me?" She constantly glanced at her wristwatch. The time was 7:30 am, and she assumed James wouldn't call anymore. Just as she was about to come out of her house, her phone rang. "Hello, Anita! How was your night?" James' voice on the other end greeted her. "It was lovely! I thought you wouldn't call again. I usually leave so early to grab the food you want us to buy together," she replied. "At this very moment, I'm calling you from

Anita's pov I couldn't help but laugh every time I remembered what James was saying to himself in his car. Loving someone can be enchanting. I've never felt such a strong connection with the opposite sex before. No man has ever given me those butterfly feelings in my stomach. It means that all this time, when he came to my office to deliver a message for his boss, he was bottling up his emotions. What was holding him back from telling me all this time? But now is the perfect moment, just when my parents want me to find a partner. This isn't about fulfilling my parents' wishes; it's about my own feelings at this very moment. I believe I'm already in love with James. If I weren't in love with him, why would I keep going back to his online profile to look at his pictures? It turned out he wasn't someone who posted a lot of pictures, but the few that were there captivated me. Has he cast a spell on me? Why am I delaying everything I do because I'm thinking of him? In fact, I'm wishing f

Amber's pov I was under the running shower when my phone rang. The sound of the running water prevented me from the sound of the phone. When I later came out, nothing first drew my attention to my phone. I was sitting on my made up chair and I was facing the mirror placed against the wall. Adrian was with James watching a live soccer match and I do observe that Adrian was a favorite of football and he loves watching it with others. I guess the game was more enjoyable when it was being watched with others. I was midway to finish my light make-up because it was already evening, that was when the ringing of my phone on the bed drew my attention. I stood up and it was my grandmother who was calling me. “Hi Grandma,” I took the phone to where I was sitting and combing my hair. The entire love of my parents and because they were no longer alive, I had poured all of them on my grandmother. “So, how was your day?” “It was so cool.” “What happened that I called you twice and you did