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2,724,738	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2724735}'	No	2025-03-02 01:30	active	2671	Drop Ship 140+ Supplements!	LMITED TIME	GET_OFFER_VIEW	https://www.rocktomic.com/free-rocktomic-membershi	Rocktomic White Label	https://www.facebook.com/61570976397644/	216	1969-12-31 18:00	Get Offer	rocktomic.com	CAROUSEL	LMITED TIME	https://www.rocktomic.com/free-rocktomic-membership63005799	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/480748005_1338893253824775_800817741455511105_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=GY5yid_jPXMQ7kNvgFkHuzR&_nc_oc=AdhPQtpCulQO99hSgM4O3nTdy3ZbqC5yzShmulPL_v6mBv_dA-Gyyqbx6zhyzB7gAXBuYs4ucHw6uMSO88qvUEKV&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A_l5Z_qyEAhHjlL9AK_E9K-&oh=00_AYCBHEQGKs8AaFto59dZj-AD2FDUubEuFLrmXHYNZ6aVnQ&oe=67C9F0E0	PERSON_PROFILE	0	0	Rocktomic White Label	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,725,161	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2725160}'	Yes	2025-03-02 01:30	active	2671	Homes for Sale in the Mountains	⛰️ The Mountains of North Georgia are Calling! Get a free copy of Homes for Sale in the Mountains Magazine today.	LEARN_MORE	https://www.homesforsalemagazines.com/FREEMag/?utm	Homes for Sale	https://www.facebook.com/HomeForSaleMagazines/	336	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn More	homesforsalemagazines.com	DCO	{{product.description}}	https://www.homesforsalemagazines.com/FREEMag/?utm_source=facebook&utm_medium=cpc&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{adset.name}}	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/481156847_650651824149909_4894966478454585465_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=AtXZT5gnqZ0Q7kNvgFtQEPB&_nc_oc=Adj7gcfHJILAQudpresBxE0nSDOJ2oND_kULeGtBi4OV88Eoknl2NPHSiXl2E-NBB3NLwL6YBZkwYuYL7PAvWjMF&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AxVPer0cm8256kGu9l1duvn&oh=00_AYDVBxU_Yl3SReQJdb_gpzWNh38x2F3Wgx_16I0cfZoBBg&oe=67C9E326	PERSON_PROFILE	0	0	Homes for Sale	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,724,425	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2724426}'	No	2025-03-02 01:30	active	2671	Click to watch full episode👉👉	Mia Bale, the daughter of the wealthiest family, works as an intern in her family's company. Unexpectedly, she encounters Ken Leed, the CEO of a collaborating company who is also her former boyfriend, having vanished without explanation three years ago. As Mia tries to reconcile with Ken, she faces obstacles from Lily Cork, who exacerbates misunderstandings between them.	LEARN_MORE	https://fb.dramabox.com/db_land_page/DLLPF1059499.	Maggie sharing	https://www.facebook.com/61556715931577/	95,530	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn more	fb.dramabox.com	VIDEO		https://fb.dramabox.com/db_land_page/DLLPF1059499.html?language=en&timestamp=1740855402813&channelCode=DLLPF1059499&bid=41000112446&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{campaign.id}}&ad_group_name={{adset.name}}&ad_group_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&ad_name={{ad.name}}	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/481454941_1290270698725027_6778999070461639834_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=7X6HP3-zI5AQ7kNvgHuHk5J&_nc_oc=AdhwPp4VF6bSKdOKmma3m5u4Uqb_lGzEJmOo3dlskgy7d6K5Mu8dGGzONFmwGk6RVIOWezVx_swWJL3LExNXBaSn&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AAt851U6lmoeD9Z7C-TJI2w&oh=00_AYBh32X8Ysydz0F3CSi8m9qxgTtHgbGbRQv7-icKvh4iiw&oe=67C9C153	PERSON_PROFILE	0	0	Maggie sharing	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,724,713	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2724356}'	Yes	2025-03-02 01:30	active	2671		Thanks primarily to the care and generosity of private donors, Meals on Wheels Yolo County continues #sustainingseniors to #eatwellagewell, now seven full months into the 2024-2025 year. This support is more important than ever as the threat of a federal funding freeze remains, while MOW Yolo still strives to backfill one-time public pandemic-era funding that now has ceased. MOW Yolo celebrates all philanthropic gifts, and the "Drivers' Circle" represents 50+ extraordinary donors who are making it possible for us to maintain service to more than 1,000 seniors who depend upon MOW Yolo to age in place healthily and safely. View their names at https://mowyolo.org/donate-2/drivers-circle/, or read the list below, and consider how your own gift of ANY size that's meaningful to you can add meaning to the lives of vulnerable seniors who depend upon MOW Yolo now more than ever. Maybe you'll be the next name added to the "Drivers' Circle"! It's time to #MarchforMeals as the calendar turns, by engaging at https://mowyolo.org/donate-2/ MOW Yolo "Drivers' Circle" honorees as of 2/28/25 are: (* indicates MOW Yolo Board member; ** indicates former MOW Yolo Board member) SPEED DEMON $50,000+ = 5,000+ Meals Francis Noz Heritage Fund Friends of Meals on Wheels of Yolo County HOT ROD $25,000+ = 2,500+ Meals Dignity Health Kay and Ernie Hodges Sierra Health Foundation Sutter Health TRUCKER $10,000+ = 1,000+ Meals Lisa Hanks Baxter and John Baxter Cat Tales Feline Health Center Kelly Foundation Jeanne Oster and Douglas Hodell Sally and Steve Rogers Carolyn Sunny Shine SEDAN $5,000+ = 500+ Meals Marlene Bell, Joe Burns, Cal Foods Logistics, Susan and Roy Curry, Lisa DeAmicis and Thomas Nesbitt, Louise Dumars, Nancy Glassman, Jennifer Grossfeld and Jim Clark, Dorothea Hoover, Heather Hough and Bobby Batista, Jeanne and John Johnson, Linda Johnson and Bruce Brewer, Tobi Jones, Bridget* and Jeff Levich, Carmen and Alfred Lucchesi, Diane Makley, Pacific Gas and Electric Company, Dawn Paladini, Marilou and Robert Rennie, Riverview International Trucks, Jay Schreider, Elise Smith-Hoefer, M.D., Jay Solnick, M.D., Lynn and Bill Starr, Janice Stockon, The George and Lena Valente Foundation, Sandy Vickrey, Yolo County Association of Realtors UTILITY $2,500+ = 250+ Meals AARP California, Dr. James Barrett*, Clyde and Ruth Bowman, Camille Chan, Davis CPA, Amy DelBondio, Mary Stephens DeWall and Lester DeWall, Anne Garbeff and Bruce Behrens, Robert Glauz, Grazia and Michael Jaroff, Edwards Kress, Heidi and Bob Smith, Linda Sternberg, Ron Voss			Meals on Wheels Yolo County	https://www.facebook.com/MOWYolo/	2,155	1969-12-31 18:00			IMAGE			1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/482029873_9217698694987508_6602600932551603246_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=7qWWnjSeeSQQ7kNvgGNN3aV&_nc_oc=AdheueK6gVbRd9rRD4pIXeIoTcWctlIBehLyj0ObpOzfpUJ00paOwdTHhN7lUqE2bOnLtcTc3qMLCcJ2HqxXj6Dv&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AHKqUKuzZXHjVW15pZs7hdg&oh=00_AYDg59llwwlcVAfQjdf5V3htZoPtjzXESu6y67EehfcxuA&oe=67C9BC14	PERSON_PROFILE	0	0	Meals on Wheels Yolo County	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,724,675	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2724688}'	Yes	2025-03-02 01:30	active	2671		“Beauty surrounds us, but usually we need to be walking in a garden to know it.” Rumi	VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE	http://instagram.com/persiankellybundy	Persian Kelly Bundy	https://www.facebook.com/61561804795840/	0	1969-12-31 18:00	Visit Instagram profile	instagram.com	IMAGE		http://instagram.com/persiankellybundy	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/481182646_580973734945177_8229866537479463833_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=8Xw7n7-BoJcQ7kNvgE3ZptJ&_nc_oc=AdjaZ0pOC3DLOVQoHMkyhRIT95TGNyaMTg1G4DmETXzwPZeM6SZyuDaE2GdsXBvNhCMCLTBYTUtMvNhWwk4E7rnK&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AVpDB7xODYSHLGpdbprSMN6&oh=00_AYDsMcb-X_Supt2B-Mbt8rQ0em0-518btQz9bEUhgz_zwg&oe=67C9CE36	PERSON_PROFILE	0	0	Persian Kelly Bundy	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,725,523	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2725517}'	No	2025-03-02 01:30	active	2671	By Elizabeth Woodson	A New Study for Women	SHOP_NOW	https://www.lifeway.com/en/shop/bible-studies/wome	Lifeway	https://www.facebook.com/lifeway/	363,074	1969-12-31 18:00	Shop Now	lifeway.com/women	CAROUSEL	A New Study for Women	https://www.lifeway.com/en/shop/bible-studies/women?carid=pm:fb/inst:250203\|both\|na\|women\|women_overall\|na\|2025ne_w_from_lww_car_meta:na:na	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-lga3-3.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/480280307_1160099008294637_5079616579207798711_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=YX0M_CITJr0Q7kNvgEG1dh_&_nc_oc=Adjh9xIFGt9I5sY4o6OQUl5Ia5xzQHZTZQTY6MWNWTVDXvZyaJOve_Q4MdqM9RBp8NhSAGMK2edp_3nkldYmx1Fd&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-3.xx&_nc_gid=A5EO0xXsjM7H1dIunGhGJiz&oh=00_AYDtOSaKu2x-zn2FMa7XE5L2EarOsR7fF23LZOQ2U4oTZQ&oe=67C9C0D2	PERSON_PROFILE	0	0	Lifeway	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,724,633	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2724634}'	No	2025-03-02 01:30	active	2671	🤩 Join the Kelly Family! 🤩	Why buy from Kelly Buick GMC? 😄 Every vehicle is covered by our 3 day money back guarantee! 💸	SHOP_NOW	https://www.kellygmcbuick.com/newvehiclespecials?u	Kelly Buick-GMC	https://www.facebook.com/KellyBuickGMC585/	32	1969-12-31 18:00	Shop now	www.kellygmcbuick.com	VIDEO	Exclusive Risk-Free Buying Experience	https://www.kellygmcbuick.com/newvehiclespecials?utm_source=facebook&utm_medium=cpc&utm_campaign=traffic	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/481902049_2013487555799067_3559997469398094667_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=74c-_ZqMAVAQ7kNvgELRN17&_nc_oc=AdiPSAheYNCpDLNncD5XG4mLmVP22vjxtU3kJEXxHSBw1s7xOX918qGrDn7PgY3GNEWSjMHUlzZbkDhy60eKu3zZ&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AajDNva-QtZG_hApXl87saS&oh=00_AYBj0AFMTcDFl4eWl9qPpMijx8_1RzIFW_Aa6gX29Y9Ggw&oe=67C9DD15	PERSON_PROFILE	0	0	Kelly Buick-GMC	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
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2,725,335	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2025-03-02 01:30	active	2671	❤️🔥Reclaimed By The Alpha King	Kimberly's POV "Has he made his appearance?" I asked Mona, my stepsister, as I got up from the bed and walked to the front door. "Not yet, but he should be here soon." Mona glanced up from her spot by the window. My brows furrowed, my face stiffened, and my eyes leveled out. I leaned out the door, trying to catch a glimpse of Alpha Derrick Wilson, who was known for making dramatic entrances. And there he was, walking in with his followers. As usual, Alpha Derrick wore his black robe, which only added to his intimidating look. His presence was overpowering; everyone seemed to shrink back, shivering as he passed by, too scared to even look him in the eyes. I quickly stepped back into the room, stealing one more glance at him. Despite his fearsome reputation, there was something about him that drew me in. His eyes had a certain light, and his face, though stern, carried a gentle warmth that I couldn't quite ignore. Alpha Derrick was the famous leader of the Night Walker Pack, feared by many. After tonight, he would become the youngest Alpha to control an entire city. Our Moon Stone Pack owned a part of downtown Perth, dominating all other packs except the Night Walkers. For two years, my father, Alpha Darwin, had been giving Alpha Derrick a portion of everything we had to build an alliance. To ensure more control, Alpha Derrick asked my father to step back from managing the rest of downtown. Not just that, he also asked for my hand in marriage. Without hesitation, my father gave me away along with the other half of the city. After tonight's engagement, I'd be joining the Night Walker Pack, starting a new chapter in my life. I hoped I wouldn't regret this. "You're nervous, aren't you?" Mona's voice pulled me back from my reverie. She walked in front of me, her eyes full of concern. "It's obvious, isn't it?" I rolled my eyes and shrugged. "This whole thing is Dad's doing." Mona instantly took my hands, squeezing them gently. "Relax, Kimberly. Tonight is your night. You're the luckiest woman in the world to have Alpha Derrick's heart." I scoffed, pulling my hands away. "We both know I didn't win him over. Dad just handed me over like a business deal." Mona looked at me, her gaze soft but firm. "Alpha Derrick isn't like that. He wouldn't have agreed if he didn't have some feelings for you." "Feelings?" I laughed bitterly. "He just wants the city, not me. If he cares about anything, it's the power that comes with it." Mona shook her head. "No... You know he's not driven by self-interest. He's a leader who puts others first." "You sure sound like you know him well," I teased, and we both laughed. Still, I couldn't shake the feeling that Mona knew more about Derrick than I did. "You messed up your makeup," Mona noticed, wiping the smudged mascara from under my eyes. "You should look perfect for him tonight." "Thanks…" I managed a small smile as she fixed my makeup. Despite being three years younger, Mona often acts like the older sister, always looking out for me. When I first had my shift under the full moon at eighteen, Mona, though only fourteen at the time, stayed with me the entire night. She wasn't scared at all; in fact, she playfully tugged at my wolf's tail until she fell asleep. Now, I'm twenty-one, and she's seventeen. I'm excited for her eighteenth birthday, her first shift, and the chance to meet her mate. "I'm going to miss you so much," I whispered, the words slipping out without me even realizing. Mona pulled me into a tight hug. "I'll miss you more. But remember, I'll always love you and be there for you." I felt my cheeks heat up, and I pulled back, brushing her hair lightly. "Will—" Luna Catherine, Mona's mother, suddenly barged in, cutting me off. "Why are you still here?" she snapped, her brows furrowed. "Kimberly, you need to get downstairs now!" "Mom!" Mona shot her a glare. "Alright, Mom—I mean, ma'am," I corrected myself quickly. Luna Catherine hated it when I called her mom, though it was hard not to. I'd called her that for years until she asked me to stop. My real mother died when I was three, and my father, as Alpha, remarried quickly to keep the pack stable. Luna Catherine was loving at first, but after Mona was born, everything changed. She seemed to resent me, maybe because my father always doted on me. She saw me as competition for his attention, wanting it all for Mona. Mona, though, was nothing like her mother. She's always been sweet, treating me like a true sister. We couldn't stand to be apart for long. "I still don't know why your father chose you," Luna Catherine sneered, her words stinging more than I expected. I clutched the white dress in my hands, fighting back tears. Even though I was used to her harsh words, this one hurt deeply. Truthfully, I didn't feel worthy of being Alpha Derrick's mate. He was everything I wasn't—strong, confident, and admired by everyone. I was just the girl who never found her mate after her first shift, a rarity in our pack where most she-wolves find their mates right away. "There's still time to back out," Luna Catherine muttered, looking at me with disdain. "You can save yourself the embarrassment." I clenched my fists as I nodded my head. "I'm sorry." "That's enough, Mom!" Mona interjected, glaring at her. Luna Catherine rolled her eyes and left the room, muttering under her breath. "Don't let her words get to you, Kim," Mona said softly, turning to me. "You're beautiful." "Thanks, Mona." I forced a smile. I wasn't going to let Luna Catherine's words ruin this night for me. I hadn't experienced what it was like to have a mate yet, and I was desperate for that connection everyone else talked about. I was hoping tonight would be different. "Let's go before Dad starts looking for us," I said, taking a deep breath. Mona nodded and led the way out of the room. My heart pounded in my chest as we walked down the hall towards the main gathering. The pack house was buzzing with activity, new faces from the city mingling to the sound of music. I spotted my father first, busy negotiating with the other Alphas gathered around a large table. I scanned the room, feeling a pang of anxiety. Alpha Derrick wasn't there. "Where could he be?" I muttered, scanning the crowd. "Huh?" Mona looked at me, confused. "Who are you looking for?" "Alpha Derrick. He's not here." Mona smiled and pointed behind me. "Look, he's over there." I turned around slowly, and my breath caught in my throat. Alpha Derrick's piercing blue eyes met mine for the first time. Goosebumps ran down my arms, and I couldn't look away. It felt like his gaze had trapped me, holding me in place. He was even more stunning up close. A tall, muscular figure with broad shoulders and an effortlessly handsome face. He was exactly the kind of man I had always dreamed of. "Kimberly!" Mona's voice snapped me out of my thoughts, then I realized Alpha Derrick is just a step away from where I stood. Glaring at me. "I… I'm Kimberly," I stammered, waving awkwardly at him. Alpha Derrick's expression immediately soured slightly, and he didn't seem impressed. I could feel my hand hanging awkwardly in the air as he stared at me. His eyes held a hint of annoyance, making me question what was going on. "Who is this?" Derrick finally spoke, turning to one of his followers with a glare. My heart sank at his words. He referred to me as "this," and I felt a pang of regret. My wolf stirred inside me, angry at the disrespect, but I kept her in check. We didn't stand a chance against the strongest Alpha in the city. Before I could respond, Mona stepped forward boldly, her eyes flashing with defiance. "She's my sister, and you're going to be engaged to her soon!" I stared at her in shock, not believing what she had just done. "What are you doing, Mona?" I hissed, quickly pulling her behind me. I turned to Alpha Derrick, bowing my head. "I'm sorry for her behavior." Alpha Derrick chuckled, stepping closer. I froze, unable to move as he reached out and lifted my chin with his fingers. My heart skipped a beat at his touch, and I couldn't tear my eyes away from his. 'What is he doing? Is he testing me?' I wondered, my thoughts racing. "I think she's lovely," Alpha Derrick announced loudly, his voice echoing in the hall, drawing all attention to us. "I'm choosing her to be my mate." I felt a surge of warmth at his words, butterflies fluttering in my stomach. But then, to my utter shock, he shoved me away. He pulled Mona forward, raising her hand high. "She will be my future Luna." 2: When I saw Alpha Derrick hoist Mona's hand into the air, everything stopped. For a split second, my mind froze. I blinked, taking in more light than I expected. Everything came to a standstill as my thoughts caught up with my actions. My body went numb, and an overwhelming pain invaded my soul. My chest tightened so hard like it might burst. I stared blankly at Alpha Derrick's warm smile as he hailed Mona as his "Future Luna!" The joy on his face left me dumbfounded. A rush of panic flooded me, like I'd had too much coffee. But then, it sank deeper. What I feared most had shown itself—REJECTION. It wasn't the rejection itself that hurt the most; it was the consequences. I wanted to run, hide, and disappear at that moment. It reminded me of when I was a child, terrified of being rejected by my mate once I turned eighteen. Time seemed irrelevant. The fear felt as fresh as it did then. I thought adults had everything figured out, but standing here, I realized that wasn't true. I was still the same person, just older. My anxiety spiked as I stared at him, wondering what would happen next. In Moon Stone Pack, an Alpha must never reject a she-wolf from the pack. If it happens, the rejected wolf is forced to leave and become a slave to the Alpha that rejected her. She must sever all ties with her family and pretend not to know them if they ever cross paths. Ten years ago, I saw Miss Laura being dragged from a gathering like this. She was taken away by the Alpha who had refused her as his mate. She lasted less than a year before taking her own life. I couldn't believe I was facing the same fate. The crowd erupted in cheers, snapping me back to reality. They were celebrating Alpha Derrick and Mona. I turned and saw my father's face. He looked away, his cheeks flushed with shame. His disappointment was clear. "So, you're choosing Mona as your future Luna over Kimberly?" Luna Catherine's voice rang out, her eyes sparkling. "Yes, and that's my final decision!" Alpha Derrick announced. I tossed my hair back, glancing at Mona, expecting her to be upset. I braced myself to calm her down if she said anything reckless. But what I saw crushed my heart. Mona was smiling, holding Derrick's hand tightly. She looked at ease, happier than I'd ever seen her. She wasn't thinking about me at all. "Is that really Mona?" I whispered, my gaze locked on her. I couldn't understand what was happening. Just moments ago, she was cheering for me. Now, she was someone completely different. I stood there, speechless, my mind blank. "Alpha Derrick, may I remind you that you initially chose Kimberly?" My father's voice cut through the noise, surprising everyone. "Yes, I did. But now, I'm rejecting her," Alpha Derrick said firmly, still holding Mona's hand. "That's unacceptable!" My father's eyes blazed with anger. "We had an agreement! I expect you to honor it!" "Have I broken our contract?" Alpha Derrick smiled, lifting Mona's hand again. "Isn't she your daughter as well?" "She is, but she hasn't had her first shift yet," my father argued. Alpha Derrick let go of Mona's hand and walked over to my father. "So?" "She could be bonded to her true mate by then, causing problems!" my father snapped. "I won't let her go, no matter what happens after her first shift! She is mine, now and forever!" Alpha Derrick declared. As I listened, my heart sank. I had already given up on finding my mate, but hearing Derrick's harsh words felt like a dagger to my chest. My father was left speechless. With Derrick's strong feelings for Mona and his insistence that she would be his Luna, I saw no way forward for me. "Please, calm down, both of you," Luna Catherine urged, stepping between them. "Whether it's Mona or Kimberly, the alliance between our packs will remain. There's no need to argue." My father glared at her, then stormed out of the hall, unable to hide his frustration. I knew he'd tried his best, but words alone couldn't change Derrick's mind. I looked at Mona, who seemed thrilled with how things were unfolding. "I guess we can begin another engagement arrangement now that you've chosen Mona," Luna Catherine said to Derrick, her smile wide. "Great! Let's begin the planning. We'll get engaged in three days!" Alpha Derrick announced. The crowd cheered as Derrick delivered the news. In three days, on my stepsister's engagement night, I would become Derrick's slave. It felt like a nightmare. I wanted to leave, but I couldn't move. Embarrassment kept me rooted to the spot. I buried my face in my hands, too ashamed to look up. People quickly shifted their focus away from me, returning to their conversations. Luna Catherine went off to apologize to the other Alphas for my father's sudden departure. Alpha Derrick was busy giving orders, and I was left alone with my thoughts. "Were you surprised by how things ended?" Mona's voice suddenly rang out, full of excitement as she approached me. I lifted my head, meeting her gaze. "How could…you?" I stammered, lost for words as she grinned, glowing with happiness. She scoffed and stepped closer. "Alpha Derrick would never choose you! He's always been mine!" "Yours?" I gasped, my eyes wide with disbelief. "Of course, he's mine!" Mona said proudly, her voice dripping with smugness. This was the first time in all our years as sisters that I felt this way about Mona. I felt uneasy, as if everything had changed. "How is that possible? Why didn't you talk to me? Why are you saying it now?" I asked, my anger bubbling up. I clenched my hands tightly, trying to stay calm. "Because I wanted to see Alpha Derrick reject you!" Mona laughed, the sound cruel and sharp. I froze, struggling to process her words. Even though she knew the consequences of rejection in our pack, she wished it for me? She wanted me to suffer this fate? I don't really understand... "So…you want me to become his slave?" I asked, my voice trembling. Tears welled up, but I held them back. I had to stay strong in front of her. "Exactly. And more than that, I don't want you in our lives at all," Mona said, leaning close to whisper in my ear. "Do you really think you had a chance with Alpha Derrick? Of course not, Kimberly. I had a plan to get rid of you from the start!" Her words stunned me, tears streaming down my face. I felt dizzy, like I might faint. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I looked at her smile, and it felt like my chest was burning. She wrapped her arms around herself, laughing softly as she watched me. "Oh my! Look at you! Crying already… Kim, save your tears. This is just the beginning of your suffering!" "You're my sister! How can you be so cruel?" I cried out, my voice breaking. "Who's your sister? Have you forgotten you were just rejected? You're not part of this family anymore!" Mona sneered. I couldn't hold back my anger any longer, then I shoved her away. "How dare you say that? You're a traitor!" Mona stumbled back, falling to the floor with a dramatic cry. I knew she was faking it, but I didn't care. My eyes stayed fixed on the drama queen lying on the floor. Everyone's attention immediately turned to us, shocked to see Mona on the ground, crying. "Mona, my dear!" Luna Catherine rushed to her, her face full of concern as she tried to help her up. Before I could react, I felt a sharp sting on my cheeks. A loud slap had landed on my face, my cheek burning with pain as I turned to see who did it... 3: "How dare you touch her with your filthy hands!" Alpha Derrick's voice boomed as he glared at me, his eyes full of rage. He was the one who had just slapped me across the face. I stood there, frozen, staring back at him like a fool. I had no idea what to do or say. No matter what I said, I knew he would side with Mona. I had never hurt Mona, but everyone believed her over me. No one wanted to hear my side of the story. "Seize her!" Alpha Derrick ordered. Two of his guards rushed forward and grabbed my arms. I didn't struggle. I let them drag me without resisting. "Let her go!" My father stormed into the room, demanding my release. The guards hesitated but released me when Alpha Derrick gave a slight nod. They shoved me away, and I stumbled but caught myself. I took deep breaths, fighting back the tears that were about streaming down my face. I got up slowly and walked to my father's side. The pain was too much, and I couldn't say a word. Silence felt like the safest choice. "This is a family matter," my father said, his voice tight. "We'll handle it ourselves. I apologize for any trouble this has caused you." He bowed his head slightly to Alpha Derrick, who nodded in return. "The party is over. Everyone, please leave," my father announced, and the hall slowly emptied. Alpha Derrick walked over to Mona, kissed her on the forehead, and whispered something in her ear which made her smile. Mona looked like a movie star. Her long, thick, wavy blonde hair framed her face, and her skin was flawless. When she smiled, which was often, her white teeth lit up her entire face. It was no wonder Alpha Derrick was smitten with her. I watched them together, my heart aching. I felt like I should have been the one standing beside him, but Mona had stolen him from me. I turned away from them, feeling a pang of jealousy. My hair was as dark as the night, flowing down my back and over my shoulders. I had a slim waist and a golden tan. My eyebrows framed my constellation-brown eyes, and I had full, heart-shaped lips like my mother. I looked just like her, except for my cowardice. Mona, on the other hand, had inherited her mother's looks but I never thought she had also inherited Luna Catherine's cruel heart. Once Alpha Derrick left, my father turned to Mona and Luna Catherine, his eyes blazing. "We need to talk...now!" He stormed out of the hall, his voice sharp and commanding. I was left alone with my two enemies, both glaring at me. I quickly looked down, avoiding Luna Catherine's gaze. Even if I wanted to fight back, I couldn't. She was our pack's Luna, and I had to respect that. Besides, I would lose my place in the MoonStone pack in three days and become a slave to Alpha Derrick. "Let's go, Mom," Mona said coldly, brushing past me with her shoulder. Luna Catherine didn't say a word, pretending not to notice as she followed her daughter out of the hall. I wished my mother were still alive. I knew that if she were here, Mona and her mother would have no place in our lives. "Didn't I warn you about Mona?" Hannah's voice snapped me out of my thoughts. I turned to see her standing beside Louis, her mate. Hannah and Louis were my childhood friends. We were all around the same age and had gone to the same high school and college. We didn't know they would end up as mates until we turned eighteen. They used to bicker a lot back then, and I was always the one to settle their arguments. They were meant to be together, even if they didn't realize it at the time. They didn't even know they were soulmates until the day after our first shift. I was happy for them, even though I always joked about it before they took me seriously. "Hannah, ease up. She's already in distress," Louis said, giving Hannah a stern look. "Louis, I'm done sugarcoating things for her! Kimberly, I told you about your evil stepsister, but you didn't listen!" Hannah shot back. Hannah was right. She had warned me not to trust Mona, but I didn't listen. I thought she was just being mean because she and Mona never got along. But it turned out Hannah knew more about Mona than I did. I remembered the night I told them Alpha Derrick was interested in me. Hannah confronted Mona about how Mona seemed upset by my good news. I only thought Hannah was just overreacting, so I stepped in. I never imagined someone so close to me could betray me over a man. Mona had always been kind and supportive, so I trusted her completely. She was always on my side against her mother, despite the age difference. Seeing her break my trust tonight was heartbreaking. "Kimberly, are you just going to stay quiet?" Hannah asked, walking closer to me. "I don't know what to say," I whispered, looking into her eyes. "I've been rejected by an Alpha. I have to face the consequences." "Is there really nothing you can do?" Louis asked, his voice full of concern. "No, there's nothing," I said calmly. "I just have to accept whatever comes my way." "But you could fight back, Kimberly," Hannah urged, holding my hands tightly. "Tell everyone the truth about Mona." "Who would believe me now?" I asked. "Everyone thinks Mona is perfect. If I say anything bad about her, they'll just think I'm being bitter." "I can't believe this is happening to you," Louis said softly, his face full of sympathy. "I wish we could do something." "I know we can fight this," Hannah insisted. "I'm sure of it." "It's okay, guys. I'll be fine. I just need time to heal," I said, trying to smile. Hannah pulled me into a tight hug, tears in her eyes. Louis patted my back gently. "You two should leave now. We can't be seen together," I told them, still holding Hannah. "No, Kimberly. I want to stay with you," Hannah said stubbornly. "You can't, Hannah. If they find out, you'll be in trouble too. Please, just go. I'll be okay." "I think we should go, Hannah," Louis said, pulling her gently. "Kimberly needs some space for herself." Hannah reluctantly let go of me, waving until they were out of sight. I was alone in the hall once again. I wanted to run far away from this place, but I knew that wasn't possible. Alpha Derrick would find me wherever I went. This city has become a dangerous place for me. I kept trying to think of a way out, but nothing came to mind. I just had to face my fate and avoid making any rash decisions. I spotted a bottle of wine on the floor and picked it up. I don't usually drink, so I didn't know what kind it was or how strong it was. I needed to clear my mind, and this seemed like the easiest way. I left the hall, carrying the bottle with me. Outside, the pack house was eerily quiet. My engagement had been ruined, and everyone had left. My father's anger scared everyone away. They all knew how much he loved me, and no one wanted to face his wrath. Instead of going back inside, I headed to the basement at the back of the pack house. I was the only one who knew it existed. I had found it when I was looking for a place to hide whenever Luna Catherine scolded me. It was my escape, my secret refuge. I stopped going there when Mona got older and started following me around. But tonight was different. I was alone again, and I needed that safe space. I paused as I reached the hidden entrance. I felt like someone was watching me. "Mind if I join you for a drink?" a smooth voice asked from my behind. The voice sounded like a soft, sweet melody to my ears. Startled, I turned around to see who it was... 4: Alpha Derrick's POV I sat on my bed, a smirk of satisfaction on my face. Tonight, I'd made the best decision ever by rejecting Kimberly Fray. Thanks to Mona's help, Alpha Darwin would struggle to hold onto his position now that his first daughter had been rejected. With no one to challenge me, I would ensure that I stayed the most feared Alpha in the whole city. I chuckled softly, feeling proud of all I'd accomplished since becoming the Alpha of the Night Walkers. My father passed away seven years ago, but his legacy continued through me. He always wanted our pack to be the strongest, and that's exactly what I intended to uphold. No other pack would ever dominate us. We would remain at the top, and the Night Walkers would continue to instill fear in other packs. As I reveled in my thoughts, I was interrupted by a knock on the door. "Sorry to disturb you, my lord. Someone from the neighboring city is here to see you," a voice said timidly. It was Jackson, one of my most loyal followers. He stood with his head bowed, not daring to look me in the eyes. "Who is it?" I asked, barely looking up. "It's Oliver, my lord," Jackson replied. Oliver was the son of Alpha Kelly from the Lock's Heart Pack. He had pledged his loyalty to me, seeking my help to overthrow his father and claim the Alpha title for himself. "Tell him I'll be there in a moment," I ordered. Jackson nodded and left the room. I stood up, straightened my black shirt, and made my way to the pack house's waiting room. As I entered, Oliver and everyone else in the room bowed their heads in respect. I glanced around before focusing on Oliver. "How's everything at Lock's Heart?" I asked directly. "All according to plan, my lord," Oliver said, his voice laced with determination. "After the next full moon, you can attack our pack and kill my father." "You seem eager," I noted, raising an eyebrow. "I am. My father is too weak to lead us any longer. It's time for new leadership before someone else takes over," Oliver declared with a bitter edge. "Good. But remember, I'm only helping you because it benefits me," I reminded him. "Of course, my lord. I won't forget your generosity," Oliver responded, bowing his head. "You can go now," I said, dismissing him with a wave. Oliver quickly turned and left the room. As soon as he was gone, Jackson approached me cautiously. "My lord, are you sure about helping Oliver? He's willing to kill his own father for power. He could betray you too," Jackson warned. "Don't worry, Jackson." I smirked. "As soon as Oliver takes the Alpha position, I'll handle him. He won't get the chance to betray me." Jackson looked relieved but still a bit uneasy. "As you wish, my lord." "Prepare for the chaos after my engagement in three days," I said with a sinister grin. "Alright, my Lord." As I watched Jackson stand up to leave, my mind drifted back to my plans. Everything was falling into place. The Night Walkers would soon be the most feared pack in the city, and with Alpha Darwin weakened, no one would stand in my way. I could almost taste the power that lay ahead. But then, Jackson hesitated, lingering in the doorway, his brows furrowed as if he had more to say. I noticed the tension in his stance and the way his eyes darted around nervously. "Speak, Jackson. What's on your mind?" I asked, my voice sharp with impatience. He swallowed hard and stepped closer, lowering his voice. "My lord, there's something else. A rumor." "A rumor?" I repeated, my curiosity piqued. I leaned forward slightly, indicating he should continue. Jackson nodded, glancing around to make sure no one else was listening. "Yes, my lord. There's talk that the Alpha King... the one who vanished ten years ago... he's back." For a moment, I just stared at him, my mind processing the words. The Alpha King? Back? The very idea sent a cold chill down my spine, but I kept my expression neutral, refusing to show any weakness. I couldn't afford to appear shaken in front of Jackson or anyone else. The Alpha King was not someone to take lightly. He had been the strongest, the most powerful leader before he disappeared. If he truly was back, he could pose a serious threat to everything I'd built. "Where did you hear this?" I demanded. "It's just whispers, my lord," Jackson said quickly, sensing my unease. "Nobody knows where he is, or if it's even true. But the rumor is spreading fast. Some say he's here, in the city, hiding in plain sight." My jaw tightened as I considered the implications. If the Alpha King was indeed back, he could challenge my authority, possibly even unite the packs against me. The fragile alliances I'd formed could even crumble in an instant. Fear flickered in my chest, a cold and unwelcome feeling that I hadn't experienced in years. I clenched my fists, pushing the fear down. I was Alpha Derrick, leader of the Night Walkers, the most feared Alpha in the city. I couldn't afford to let this shake me. But, the Alpha King was a legend, a force to be reckoned with. I had no illusions about my own strength; I was ruthless, cunning, but the Alpha King? He was on another level entirely. If he decided to take back his throne, what would that mean for me? For my pack? I could see it all slipping away, years of work and bloodshed undone by the return of one man. A man whose mere name could send packs scattering like frightened sheep. I stood there, staring at the wall, my mind racing with different possibilities. Why return now, after all these years? Was he planning to take back his power, or was this just some ploy? I turned back to Jackson, masking my inner turmoil with a cold gaze. "I want you to find him," I ordered, my voice firm despite the turmoil roiling inside me. "I don't care how many ears you have to pull, or how many shadows you have to scour. Find out where he is before my engagement to Mona." "Yes, my lord. I'll get on it right away." Jackson nodded, though I could see the unease in his eyes. As he left, I sat back down on my throne, staring blankly ahead. I couldn't let this distract me, not now. Not with so much at stake. But the fear remained, clawing at the edges of my resolve. I clenched my jaw, my mind racing with thoughts of what I would do if the rumors were true. The Alpha King was the one person I'd never anticipated returning. I had built my empire in the shadow of his absence, and now, with him back, everything felt precariously balanced on the edge of a knife. "Three days," I muttered to myself, trying to steady my nerves. "I have three days to find him and ensure he stays out of my way." The engagement to Mona was meant to solidify my position, to bring the Night Walkers and the MoonStone pack closer together, ensuring that no one could challenge me in particular. But with the Alpha King back in the picture, even that alliance might not be enough. I couldn't let anyone see the doubt that was now creeping into my mind. Not Jackson, not Mona, not any of my followers. To them, I was invincible, unshakeable. I needed to keep it that way. The Night Walkers would not bow to anyone, not even the Alpha King. I clenched my fists until my knuckles turned white. I would not be dethroned by a ghost from the past. I would find him. I would crush him. And if it came down to it, I would kill the Alpha King myself and take his title! Three days. That's all I had. Three days to find him and secure my future... 5: Kimberly's POV As I turned around, I noticed the man standing before me looked strikingly like Brad Pitt in his thirties. He had an androgynous look that made him stand out, and his skin looked kissed by the sun, radiating warmth and energy. His cheekbones were sharp, like mountain peaks, and his gaze, bright and captivating, drew me in like lodestars. They sparkled like two blue gems against fresh snow, mesmerizing me completely. "Can I help you?" I asked, my eyes glued to his. He smiled, his expression warm and inviting. "I'm just someone who admires you a lot." I blinked, taken aback. "You admire me?" He nodded. "Yes. If you don't mind, I'd like to keep you company tonight." I hesitated. "Thanks, but… I think I'd prefer to be alone." I didn't want to seem too eager, to give him the impression I was easy to sway. He chuckled, his white, sharp teeth gleaming. "Your eyes say otherwise." I froze, caught off guard. Had he seen right through me? I forced a small, nervous smile. Just as I was about to say something, he suddenly grabbed my wrist, pulling me close against the basement door. His right hand covered my mouth. "Shh… someone's coming," he whispered. My heart raced as I breathed in his scent—rich, elegant, intoxicating. I wanted to stay in his arms forever, feeling safe and warm. After a few tense moments, he released me and stepped back. "Sorry," he said, returning his hands into his pant pockets. "I didn't mean to startle you. I just didn't want us to get caught." "It's okay, I get it." I wanted to say that I wouldn't have minded staying in his arms longer, but instead, I nodded. He smiled. "So, are we staying out here all night?" "What do you mean?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. "Aren't we going inside?" He gestured towards the basement door. "Oh," I mumbled, quickly opening the door and ushering him inside. I was doing all that without hesitation and not knowing what was pushing me. But deep down inside, a part of me wanted to be with him. Once we were in, I locked the door behind us. He looked around, his eyes wide with wonder. "This place is amazing." I shrugged, feeling shy. I had decorated the basement myself, but I hadn't thought much of it. It was just a place for me to be alone. He sat down next to me, close enough that our shoulders brushed. "Shall we get started?" I stared at him, confused. "Get started with what?" He laughed softly, pointing at the wine bottle in my hand. "With the wine, of course." I relaxed, feeling silly for overthinking. "Right, the wine." I placed the bottle on the ground, suddenly aware of how my nerves were getting the best of me. He poured a bit into a single glass. I took the first sip, the wine burning slightly as it went down my throat. He watched me carefully, his eyes filled with concern. "You okay, Kimberly?" he asked, touching my arm gently. I waved him off, trying to play it cool. "I'm fine. It's just strong." I paused, then asked, "By the way, how do you know my name?" He grinned. "I told you... I'm your secret admirer. Of course I know your name." "But who are you? You don't sound like you're from around here." "I'm not," he admitted. "I came all the way from another city just to meet you." "Why?" I blurted out. "Why me?" "Because I like you." His tone was sincere, almost tender. I nearly dropped the glass. "You… like me?" I repeated, stunned. "Yes," he said softly. "I've liked you for a long time." My heart pounded in my chest. I had never imagined someone so perfect would say something like that to me. His eyes softened. "I was there when Alpha Derrick rejected you. I saw it all." The mention of Derrick brought a fresh sting to my heart. I looked away, swallowing the pain. "I'd rather not talk about it." He nodded. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bring it up." I took a deep breath. "Tonight, I just want to forget everything. I want to have fun." His smile returned. "I can help with that." "How?" I challenged, my eyes meeting his. "By showing you how amazing you are," he whispered, leaning in close. Before I could react, his lips were on mine, soft and warm. I froze, my mind blank but I didn't push him away. Maybe it's because of the alcohol... His kiss was gentle, but it sent a jolt of electricity through me, making me feel alive in a way I hadn't felt in a long time. He pulled back, his voice low and teasing. "I'm in control tonight. Just trust me, and I'll give to you feelings that you've never had before." I stared at him, speechless. Part of me wanted to push him away, to say this was all too much, too fast. But another part, the part that was hurt and longing, wanted to surrender to the moment. Finally I nodded, and he smiled. He took his time, undressing me carefully, as if unwrapping a precious gift. His hands were soft but firm, exploring my body in ways that made me shiver. "Don't be afraid," he whispered, his breath hot against my skin. "Just feel." I closed my eyes, letting go of all the fears and doubts. In that dimly lit basement, with nothing but the soft hum of the city outside, I let myself fall into him. His touch was both a comfort and a thrill, a mix of tenderness and fire that made my pulse race. When he finally pulled me close, I felt a sense of freedom, like all the weight of the world had lifted. For once, I wasn't thinking about tomorrow or what others thought. I was just here, with him, living in the moment. And for tonight, that was enough... ★★The Next Morning★★ The loud buzz of my alarm clock jolted me awake. I rubbed my eyes and stretched, glancing around the room. "Where did he go?" I murmured, realizing I was alone. My heart sank as I scanned the room for any sign of him. But It was just me, an empty wine bottle on the floor, and memories of the night before. I pushed myself up, feeling the dull ache in my body. The alcohol still lingered in my system, and I had no idea how many times we had... well, how many times we had done it. But despite everything, I couldn't deny I had enjoyed it. "You're such an idiot Kim!" I scolded myself, running a hand through my hair. "You didn't even ask for his name." I sighed, embarrassed at my recklessness. How could I let myself go low with a stranger like that? I glanced down, realizing I was completely naked. "Oh my gosh!" I yelped, grabbing my dress off the floor and quickly slipping it on. The alarm clock still blared in the background, reminding me that it was already past five in the morning. It was early, too early for anyone to be up. If I hurried, I could sneak back into the pack house unnoticed. I picked up my heels and held them in my hand, deciding to walk barefoot to avoid making any noise. I took a deep breath and opened the basement door, stepping out cautiously. I glanced around, making sure the coast was clear before tiptoeing towards the main entrance. My heart raced with every step, hoping no one would see me. Just as I reached the door, a hand grabbed my wrist from behind. I froze, my heart jumped out of my chest...	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2,725,360	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2725359}'	No	2025-03-02 01:30	active	2671	❤️🔥Best Friend Divorced Me When I Carried His Baby	Kelly's POV Was it a blessing to marry your best friend? I was not very sure what Pierce thought but marrying him was a dream come true for me. And now what was more exciting, we were going to welcome our first child. “It’s a good thing you’re cautious. You could’ve lost your baby, Miss Monroe.” The GYN told me seriously as she could see the shock in my eyes. I subconsciously touched my belly, and still couldn't believe a baby was lying there. Had I heard it right? I was pregnant? I was pregnant with a baby for Pierce! My best friend and my first crush! On the way out of the hospital, I couldn’t wait to tell Pierce about our baby. I wondered what his reaction would be. Would he scream in happiness? Would he kiss me and all? God! I couldn’t contain my happiness. I cupped my red face as I fantasized. But the moment I felt the cold from the simple ring on my finger, my wildly beating heart calmed down. I almost forgot that Pierce wasn't the type to be keen on having children, especially when our marriage was arranged by his family. Pierce was a complete gentleman, both as a friend and a husband. Every time we had sex, he was considerate but cautious, saying there was no need to add extra shackles when we were not ready. This baby, in a way, was out of plan. My mind was becoming restless as I sat in my car. Would this be good news for him? What if Pierce was still not ready for the baby? "Ma'am, is everything okay? Do you need to call the Boss?" My private driver Luke asked worriedly as he noticed my frown face. Luke was reliable like a family but if I chose to share, I still wanted Pierce to be the first to know this news. He's my baby's father. "No," I shook my head, giving Luke a reassuring smile. "He's on the flight. I'll talk to him later myself." So that I could sense his answer directly from his raw expressions. I was always good at that. I closed my eyes recalling the first day we met. His bright smile in the sunlight was so dazzling, he was a Prince. Long before we became best friends, I fell in love with him at first sight. But it was only an unrequited love, I knew it well. I slid down the car window to get some fresh air but accidentally caught a glimpse of our old high school. That bitter feeling filled my chest once again. Pierce is my first love but I'm not his. In high school, I was only a boring nerd in other's eyes while Pierce Anderson was the shining Quarterback. Everyone was surprised that we could be friends. Though enmity rose, I enjoyed being around him. I slowly realized that I didn't want just to be his friend. However, right when I was about to confess my feelings to him, another girl came into his life. I shook my head trying to get rid of those sad old memories. I gripped the cold wedding ring on my finger, telling myself the past was past. Pierce said they were over and I was his wife now. I was his wife who was carrying his baby now. I wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes and opened the door to our house. My heart calmed down as I breathed in the scent of home. Our home. It wasn't as luxurious as his family's villa but cozy. Pierce and I decorated it together with our own hands. We enjoyed it. Yes, I must have been overthinking. That woman had been out of our lives for a long time and my marriage with Pierce was as beautiful as a fairy tale for the past three years. I glanced at the clock on the wall. At this point, Pierce should have gotten off the plane. He was over a month of traveling for the sake of our family’s business. Pierce was the President of ADE, the leading fashion magazine company all over Asia, and I was actually the Vice President of the company. We were not only life partners but also good partners at work. I really missed him. I dialed his number immediately. I really wanted to hear his voice now, to know when he would arrive home. I would prepare a good meal for him and he would prize me with a sweet kiss. And then we might have passionate sex like what he gave me the night before his business trip. Oops, I almost forgot I was pregnant now. I needed to tell him this first and then we could do something else instead. I was happily envisioning our lovely reunion and my heart dropped when a woman's voice came over the line. [Hello?] I snapped the phone as just one word came out. My phone fell to the floor and my body started shaking uncontrollably. NO! It couldn't be her! It couldn't be Lexi! She was already out of our life! I must have misheard. I rushed to the fridge in an attempt to calm myself with the aid of some alcohol. But the moment I touched the wine bottle, I was reminded of the doctor's words and my baby. I needed to be cautious for my baby's sake. I turned to get a box of milk and walked toward the sofa. I didn't know what made me recognize that as Lexi's voice at that moment. I meant Lexi and I were never close. Lexi Gilbert was a typical blonde beauty that men would go crazy for. She was the popular cheerleader in high school while Pierce was the star quarterback. Better match than he and a nerd like me, right? It wasn't surprising that he had fallen for her. My pride couldn't stand watching the man I loved go crazy for another woman. So I had once tried to stay away from them silently but Pierce refused to quit from my life. Every time I drowned myself in a sea of books and studies to forget them, Pierce would appear at my doorway asking me out. I couldn't say no to his charming smile; I couldn't say no when he claimed it was his duty as my best friend to take me to enjoy the real world. To not ruin our friendship, I could only hide my broken heart, silently playing the role of his best friend by his side and watching his happy face for another girl. I finally got up the courage to study abroad as I learned that Pierce was planning to propose to Lexi. However, I never expected Grams would call to beg me back. I returned in a hurry only to see a lifeless Pierce. His heart was harmed badly, by Lexi. My beloved sunshine boy was nowhere to be seen, and my heart was bleeding. I started to hate Lexi from that moment. I gave up my cherished man to her, and how dared she harm him so badly! That witch! Pierce didn't tell anyone what happened except he was over with Lexi. Grams arranged our marriage. I didn't understand why he agreed until the day I heard him say that marrying anyone but Lexi would be the same for him. It was so fcking hurt but I still walked into this marriage without a second thought. My cherished boy was broken and I wanted to fix him, not caring if I would ruin myself in the process. I fell asleep at home feeling so insecure and worried. I woke up in the middle of the night when I felt someone caressing my cheek. Slowly, I opened my eyes and I realized I had fallen asleep in the living area. Someone lifted me from the couch. I immediately recognized his scent and touch as I looked at him with heavy-lidded eyes. “Peirce…” “Hmm,” he hummed as he walked towards the stairs. “Why did you sleep on the couch?” I stared at his face when he gently put me down on the bed. He caressed my hair and kissed my forehead. He was always so gentle and that was why I loved him so much. Even when making love, he was very considerate of my feelings. We'd been apart for over a month, my body missed him and my heart wanted him. “Where have you been? I’ve been waiting for you,” I said as I caressed his cheek. “Just met a friend. You said you were waiting for me, is it something urgent?" Looking at his gentle face, suddenly I didn't want to ruin the moment. so I closed my parted lips and swallowed the truth back in my stomach once again. Tomorrow, maybe tomorrow, I will have the courage to face all the puzzles. I shook my head and pouted, telling him that I was sleepy. He chuckled and carefully carried me to the bed. The moment he was about to leave me after giving me a goodnight kiss, I panicked for some reason. I then quickly grabbed him and kissed him with all my passion, trying to undress him, trying to make him touch me more and deeper. I missed him. I wanted him. I felt that the only way I could feel at ease was to let him put himself inside me again. To make sure he was still mine. "Wait Kels," Yet he stopped me by pinning my crazy hands on the bed. "I thought you said you're sleepy and you need to rest." "But I think I miss you more now." I looked at him with innocence and I could catch desire flashing in his eyes but I didn't know why it faded soon. He used to be happy when I became the initiative one. As if noticing my confusion, he chuckled and playfully pinched my nose, “I’ll just take a shower. I smell alcohol.” I just nodded and watched him as he walked toward the bathroom. But drowsiness struck again so I closed my eyes to take a nap. However, it was already morning when I opened my eyes again and Pierce was beside me, putting a tray of food on the bedside table. “Hey!” I greeted and smiled when I realized what he’d done. He prepared breakfast for me. In bed. The sweetest. He smiled and sat on the bed. “Good morning.” I grinned as I sat on the bed. He carried the tray and put it beside me. I shot an eyebrow up and tilted my head as I stared at his handsome face. His eyes are deep brown. His eyebrows were thick and black, complimenting his beautiful eyes. His nose was proud and pointed and his lips were red and thin. He literally looks like a sexy bad boy. Even Damon Salvatore would be embarrassed to stand beside him. No one stands a chance against this man. “What is this? Is this a bribe? You stood me up last night, bad boy.” He didn’t laugh. He heaved a sigh and gently tucked my hair on my ears before he held my hand and stared into my eyes. “I have something to tell you.” I felt my heart race. I thought about our baby in my womb. He’s got something to tell. I have something to tell him too. “W-What is it?” I asked as I felt my voice tremble. He took a deep sigh. “You know you’re important to me, right?” I slowly nodded with parted lips. I couldn’t answer. I’m scared of what he’s about to say. I have a bad feeling about this. “You were my best friend before we got married. You are one of the few people I treasure…” I hid my balled fists under the sheet. I don’t know why he’s telling me all this but I felt tears pooling in the corner of my eyes already. “Kelly…” he paused and squeezed his eyes closed before he looked at me again in the eyes. “I-I think it’s time for us to divorce.” “P-Pierce…” I felt my heart clench. He smiled. “I know you don’t have feelings for me either. You just married me because of my grandparents. You just did this because you love them. Now it’s time for our real happiness, Kelly.” I shook my head, “W-What are you talking about, Pierce?” “Lexi is back, Kelly. My first love is back.” Chapter 2 It Never Rains but It Pours Kelly’s POV I got off the bed and tried to leave but Pierce grabbed my hand. I immediately wiped the tears that rolled down my cheeks before he could see them. He stood in front of me and looked at my face as I tried so hard to look down and avoid his eyes. I felt my heart breaking into pieces. I thought… I thought I could make him fall in love with me within those three years together. I thought his feelings would level up and would see me as a woman rather than just a best friend. I was stupid for hoping and dreaming so high. I failed. No matter how hard I tried, his heart belonged only to his first love Lexi. “Kelly…” I sucked my breath and swallowed the pain as I looked at him. I faked a smile, “I need to wash up before eating.” He stared into my eyes as if trying to figure out what I was thinking. I know he knew me too well so I tried so hard to hide my pain and smiled at him. He sighed and let go of my hand. “Okay. I’ll wait for you here. Let’s eat and go to work together.” Together? How cruel could he be? He still wanted us to get along like he didn’t ask for a divorce? He wanted us to stay the way we were right after he told me that his first love was back and he wanted to divorce me? Oh Pierce, what was going on in your head? If I used to be able to force myself to stay in the seat of his best friend wishing him happiness, I no longer had that courage after the three years we'd shared. There's no way I could endure that kind of torture again, especially when I'm carrying his baby. The baby...I had thought it was good news for us but now...it would be more like a burden to him, I guess. A burden that would prevent him from getting his true love and freedom. I knew how an unwanted child to grow up. My parents were divorced even before my mother died and the new family of my father hated me and it hurts like hell. I don’t want my baby to experience the same thing I felt. I need to keep my baby away from it. I faked a smile again. “We can’t. I need to visit the studio for the photoshoot of our new models…” “I’ll go with you—” “No.” I pushed his hand. His eyes followed my hand before he lifted his face to look at me again. “You have some documents to sign. Our schedules are already organized, remember?” “But…” “I have a personal driver, Pierce. I’ll be fine to go alone.” He sighed and slowly nodded. I turned my back on him and entered the bathroom. I immediately opened the shower and stood under the cold water. Tears cascaded down my cheeks as I covered my mouth to suppress my sobs. My shoulders were trembling really badly and when I thought about my baby, I swallowed hard and tried to calm myself down. I wiped my face and caressed my belly. I need to be strong. I need to stay calm. I shouldn’t put my baby’s life on the line just because I got my heart broken. I have to deal with this smartly. I sucked my breath and finished my bath. When I got out of the bathroom, I was shocked to see Pierce was still there. He was struggling to fix his tie in front of the full-length mirror. I also noticed my pair of heels and dress on the bed. “Hey! I picked your dress for today.” Since our marriage wasn't public, Pierce said he would try to do little things for me as a husband. He did it well and I used to enjoy these sweet moments but now, it was going to kill me. I grabbed the dress and went inside the walk-in closet. I felt him following me. I put the white dress back and picked a red one. When I faced him, his forehead was creased. I smiled. “I prefer red today. I’d feel beautiful in this dress.” His eyes went to the dress I was holding and his face immediately calmed down. He nodded and walked towards me. “I see. Help me fix this first.” I put my dress on his arm and started fixing his tie. I could feel his eyes staring intently and it was making my heart beat so fast. I took a deep breath and chewed my bottom lip as I struggled to fix the tie. My vision is becoming blurry again. Damn! “Kelly…” I jumped in shock. “Hmm?” “Are you okay?” I looked at him and smiled, “Yeah.” “I have another thing to say.” I finished fixing his tie so I immediately grabbed the dress from him. I glanced at him before I walked past him and spoke… “Let’s just talk some other time. I'm going to be late.” I heard him sigh as he followed me again. I grabbed my underwear and got dressed while he was standing behind me. He’s silent the whole time as if he’s thinking about something. “You should eat before you leave.” I faced him and nodded. “I will. You should go now.” “Kelly, we’re on the same page, right?” I stared at him. No, Pierce. We’re never on the same page. All of these are just my stupid fantasies. I thought you had feelings for me and I was so wrong. “If it’s about the divorce, I understand everything, Pierce. I know what I have to do. Just give me some time because I’m really busy with the company. I will not run away.” “Kelly, I’m not just doing this for myself. I’m also doing this for you. You’ve been caged with me ever since we got married. I know you’re not happy because deep inside, you also want to find the man you deserve. Someone who will really love you. Not me. Not someone who’s half-hearted.” “I understand what you’re trying to say, Pierce,” I said and tried to turn my back but he held me by the waist, keeping me in place. He did everything to capture my eyes and he succeeded. He looked at me worriedly. “You are my best friend. I don’t wanna lose you, Kels. You’re one of my few people…” “I know,” I said out of frustration. He looked shocked, so I calmed myself down. “I-I know. You don’t have to worry. I’m just stressed about work. It’s not about our divorce.” His lips parted and he slowly nodded as if he was able to breathe properly. He walked towards me and I froze when he gently kissed my forehead… “Thank you, Kelly," he whispered. My heart clenched. It had been three years but I was still such a coward. Why couldn't you just tell him that you love him, Kelly? He's your husband and you're carrying his baby! Tell him and he might change his mind! I swallowed hard and was about to tell him but his phone rang. I didn't miss the caller ID. Again, it was Lexi. " I gotta go." He scratched his head in apology and I didn't miss the upturned corners of his mouth. "I called Luke and he’s waiting outside. Eat before you go, okay?” With that, he left our room. The tears I had managed to suppress burst out again. Why would I think I could have a chance? He made his choice already the moment he asked for the divorce, didn't he? Whenever it came to Lexi, I was always the one he would abandon. Chapter 3 Stiff Upper Lip Kelly’s POV I entered the studio wearing just two-inch red heels and a red dress. Everyone was looking my way as I walked along the hallway. They’re all greeting me with a smile but my face remains stoic, not showing any emotions at all. The conversation with Pierce this morning was still lingering in my head, but I couldn't let it affect my work. I couldn't fail my work after I failed my marriage. I took a deep breath to adjust my condition. However, when I entered the photoshoot room, I could notice everyone was in chaos. “We can’t! She’s not answering her calls. What should we do? The Vice President is coming today. She’d get mad.” “We can just tell her the truth. She’s nice.” “Not in this situation, Lily! She’d scold us—” “What’s happening here?” I asked as I graced the room. The staff were now looking at me with worried expressions and I knew then that there was a problem. “G-Good morning, Miss Monroe.” Miss Monroe. Of course, no one knew that Pierce and I were married except for our families. I felt a pinch in my heart because of that truth. It hurts. I stared at her blankly, “What?” “W-We have a problem, Miss Monroe. Miss Chen, our model has been refusing our calls. She said she heard that we’re changing our model so…she doesn’t want to come here. She’s even…threatening to file a case against us.” She bowed his head. I gritted my teeth and roamed my eyes around. “Where’s the marketing manager?” “S-She’s still trying to convince Miss Chen, Miss Monroe.” I massaged my forehead and squeezed my eyes closed. I grabbed my hair and screamed in so much anger. I felt everyone around me jump in shock. I groaned and sucked my breath before looking around. “Miss Monroe…” “What is this, Miss Hayley? You are the marketing manager, what is happening?” “Miss Monroe, I don’t know how it happened but Miss Chen heard that you are changing our model. She’s about to file a case against us—” Changing the model? How come I didn't know about this? Miss Chen had always been our trustful partner and if not necessary, changing models for a commercial shoot on short notice would only cause a lot of trouble for the company. I would never allow such a cheap mistake. “I never asked for that. You must be mistaken." I cut her words to save time, " Fix this mess or I have to fire you!” "Miss Monroe...It's Mr. President who asked us to change it." Hayley spoke hesitantly. "He ordered that as soon as he came back from his business trip yesterday." I was hit by the truth. Pierce's order? Why didn't he tell me? He used to discuss every major decision with me first. "It shouldn't be..." I was confused. Pierce was not a clueless businessman. He kept a clear distinction between work and relationships, which was why he always succeeded. And that was also why he chose to keep our marriage a secret. "Yes, Kelly. I gave the order." The voice pulled me back. “M-Mr. President…” Hayley bowed with respect as she saw the man who suddenly appeared behind me. "I think you owe me an explanation, Pierce. About changing the model!" I gritted as I turned around to question him. He knew clearly how much effort I put into winning this project. I hardly had a good sleep those days and Miss Chen was the ideal one for us to work with. I remembered he agreed on it too. But now...he just changed the model as he liked without telling me in advance. I felt like a hard slap on my face. "Go ahead for the work. I'll make it clear to her." He pacified the staff first, ignoring the anger that was about to spew out of my eyes. "Answer me, Pierce! Why do you change the model so suddenly?" I couldn't hold my anger and he just touched my shoulder whispering to me, "This is not the place to talk. Let me explain it to you in the car." I looked around to notice others sneaking glances at us. Then I shook away his hands and walked toward the parking lot. But along the way, my heart was heavier and heavier. I had a feeling that I was not going to enjoy his explanation. "Now, say it." I blurted it out as we sat in his car. He stared into my eyes as if weighing my emotions. I looked away again. I couldn’t stand his stares. I couldn’t withstand his eyes that never looked at me the way I wanted him to look at me. He has no feelings for me and it hurts so much. “I-I…” he paused and sighed. “I replaced Miss Chen because Lexi wants to be our model. She’s also fit to be our model so I agreed—” “What?” I asked in disbelief. He pressed his lips together and looked away. He messed his hair up before he shook his head and held my hand. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner. It was just so sudden. She asked for a favor and I can’t say no.” I took my hand back and looked at him in both pain and anger. “You can't say no to her so you'd rather harm the company, our company. You betrayed me, Pierce.” “Kels, come on. You know how much I love her. She’s my first love.” Painfully, I closed my eyes. Oh yes, she's your first love. She's always the one you want no matter what it takes. As long as she frowned a bit, you could turn a blind eye to the pain and effort of others. You are so heartless, Pierce. “Well, you’ve decided. I don’t have a say in this since you’re the President. Just go. I’ll be in the office.” I said coldly as I opened the car door to walk out. “Kelly…” I looked him in the eyes. “Go home early. Let’s talk about our divorce at home tonight.” Chapter 4 Left High and Dry Kelly’s POV I was playing with the wedding ring on my finger. I told him to go home early but he didn’t come home completely. He wasn’t even answering my calls. Well, now Lexi was back, this house was probably not home in his eyes anymore. My eyes turned to my pregnancy report on the table. What a mockery. I was still naive to hold a glimmer of hope that things would be different if I told him about the baby. But forget this baby was out of his plan. Sure, Pierce was not the kind who would force me to have an abortion. But he couldn't cut out his obsession with Lexi either. He might stay in this loveless marriage if his parents asked. But all I had would only be an empty shell. That's not a Father what I wanted for my baby. I wiped off the tears collecting at the corner of my eyes and collected the report. It was 5 am already when I looked at the clock on the wall. I tried to dial his number again, but still busy. What was he busy with? Was he busy making love with Lexi? He must have missed her a lot, didn't he? I still remember the day when he came back after his first private vacation with Lexi. His joy was unmistakable. Nearly at once, I could tell they made love. The same day I returned to my room, I cried out loud as I took off my makeup. Nothing I did worked. I could never replace Lexi in his heart. I felt like hundreds of pounds pressing my chest. I decided to get a shower to wash away all the miserable emotions but the moment I opened the wardrobe, our intimate clothes were snuggled together bringing me back to the memory of how Pierce and I had sex here last time. It was that time he didn't use contraception. He was so passionate that I thought he finally accepted our marriage. I once believed his return from this business trip would be a fresh start for us but actually, it was a start for us to fall apart now. Unable to suppress my feelings any longer, I crouched down crying loudly. Why? Why am I always the one they choose to abandon? Why don't I deserve to be loved? I didn't remember how I fell asleep. When the alarm clock went off, I subconsciously touched the pillow beside me. Cold as last night. He didn't come home yet. I sneered at myself as I caught my reflection in the dresser mirror. The dark circles under my eyes were so clear and my hair was a total mess, looking like a ghost. See, Kelly? That's what happened when you stepped into such a loveless marriage without a second thought. You would only break yourself if you continue on the wrong path. Just get a divorce. Spare him and yourself. Your baby needs a strong mommy. Suddenly a wave of nausea flooded my stomach and I realized I hadn't even eaten anything last night. Feeling sick again, I run to the sink and puke. I spit yellowish liquid and it tastes so bad. I washed my mouth immediately and stared at my own reflection in the mirror. I shook my head and cupped my forehead as soon as I felt like throwing up again. I spit yellowish liquid again and while I’m washing my mouth, I feel a warm hand caressing my back. I immediately lifted my face and met a pair of brown eyes looking at me through the mirror. Standing behind me with a worried face was my husband Pierce. I’ve always been thankful that I have him as my best friend and husband but now…I’m losing him. Hopelessly losing him. “Are you okay? Are you not feeling well? You should’ve told me.” I stared at him through the mirror. “You didn’t answer my calls. Guilt flickered in his eyes. “I’m sorry. I had some things to do. I stayed in the office all night.” I wiped my face and walked past him. He followed me as I sat in front of the vanity and started combing my hair. “Kels…” “I woke up late. I failed to prepare breakfast.” I tried to avoid his eyes. I felt like I would lose my temper and snap at him. There was no moment when I felt his selfishness so clearly as now. He called me his best friend yet he had never seriously confronted my needs. My feelings. "Kels...... you know I'm not asking about this. I'm just worried about your condition......" “Kels, are we still okay?” I stopped combing my hair and slowly met his eyes. Through the mirror, again. Really? He’s asking me that? After he offered me a divorce without even asking if I was okay with it? He decided on his own. Just because his first love is back. I can’t believe him. I faked a smile. “I just don’t feel well today, Pierce.” He immediately squatted beside me which is not surprising because I know he truly cares. What surprised me is why is he still doing this after he buried a dagger in my heart. “Are you okay?” He gently touched my forehead and neck. “Are you sick? Tell me how you feel, Kels.” “My feelings don’t matter,” I couldn’t help but blurt out. He looked shocked because of what I said. When I attempted to avoid him, he grabbed my wrist and made me face him. His face is mirroring his anger now. He’s completely lost his patience. “What’s wrong with you, Kels? You’ve been acting like this since yesterday. Is this about Lexi? Or was it because I didn’t come home last night?” I looked him in the eyes, annoyed. "You're the one who asked for a divorce! I told you to come back earlier but you just let me wait for the whole night. How do you want me to greet you this morning, Pierce?” He clenched his jaws and shook his head. “Kels, I..." "Enough. We can talk about the divorce after work today." “Kels!” He called and grabbed my shoulders. Confusion and pain were visible in his eyes. “Are you…in love with me?” I was taken aback? In love? Yes! Ever since we were in high school. Ever since he became my best friend. Who wouldn’t fall for someone who has been protecting you ever since? But of course, I can’t tell him. It would only complicate things more. I don’t even want him to pity me. I shook my head and pushed his arms away. “Are you on drugs? I’m not in love with you.” I turned my back on him and entered the bathroom again. I locked it before going to the bathtub. I should focus on myself. I can’t let my emotions affect me but…but why are my tears falling again? “You are so pathetic, Kelly! You can’t even tell him how you truly feel,” I whispered to myself as I wiped my tears angrily. It took me almost an hour bathing. When I was done, I realized Pierce had already left. I shook my head in disbelief. He’s been constantly abandoning me. I can’t believe we’d reach this point. I thought we were okay. I was so stupid. *** “Good morning, Miss Monroe…” “Good morning, Vice President…” I did not greet anyone back just like how I used to greet them back. I still feel pissed and my mood seems off. Irritation can easily take over me and I can’t control it. Probably because of Pierce’s divorce proposal or because of my pregnancy. I was about to enter my office when I heard two girls talking. “Did you see her? I bet she’s Mr. Anderson’s girlfriend. They seemed close.” My forehead creased. Pierce’s girlfriend? “Ah! It’s a waste that I didn't see her face but I feel like it’s Miss Lexi.” “Lexi? Lexi Gilbert? The model?” “Yes! I bet my whole month's salary on this. They look good together.” “Come on! Miss Monroe and Mr. Anderson look better together.” “Are you serious? They’re best friends. You know, some people are better off just friends. It’s Mr. Anderson and Miss Monroe.” I squeezed my eyes closed and pushed the door of my office. I slowly closed it and rested my back against it. This is harder than I expected. I took a deep breath and sat on my swivel chair. I opened the computer at the same time a notification popped up on the screen of my phone. My hands started shaking as soon as I saw the notification. It was Pierce’s social media update. He uploaded a photo of him and Lexi together. Eating in a fancy restaurant. I balled my fists and gritted my teeth. Of course, there’s no way I can compete with her in his heart. She’s always the first one and I will always be the last in his priorities.	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2,724,298	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2724283}'	No	2025-03-02 01:30	active	2671	🔥🔥Click to read the next chapter for free👉	I got home after a long day, and my parents were waiting for me in the living room. "Catherine, sit down. We need to talk," my father said, looking quite agitated. "What's going on, Dad?" I asked tiredly. I had worked all day, gone to college at night, and upon getting home, all I wanted was to take a shower and crash into bed. But that wasn't possible. "Catherine, your cousin's wedding invitation has arrived," my mother said. "That little tramp is not my cousin!" I snapped, already getting angry. "Catherine, she is your cousin," my mother insisted. "You need to stop this childish behavior. Melissa already hit her and caused a scene here at home. Enough! She's my sister's daughter, which makes her your cousin." "I'm sorry, Mom, but she means nothing to me," I tried to stay calm. "She slept with my boyfriend in my bed. That's not something she should do." I had been dating Claude for four years; he was my first boyfriend, and I found him in my bed, in my room, sleeping with Kelly, my cousin! I was in shock. Of course, Melissa, my best friend, went after them. Since then, things had been tensed at home because my parents insisted it was silly and that I should act as if nothing had happened and go back to being around my cousin. "He was wrong, Catherine, since he was your boyfriend," my mother argued. "Kelly, poor thing, was seduced. He dishonored her, now he's marrying her so she won't be talked about badly in town." "Oh, Mom! Spare me! The whole town knows Kelly is a shameless woman..." I lost my patience. "Catherine, watch your language!" my father scolded me. "Look, if you don't want to be around Kelly, fine, but you're going to this wedding. And enough with this rude behavior." "I'm what?" I thought I had heard wrong. "You're going to your cousin's wedding, Catherine. That's an order! We're your parents, and you'll obey," my mother spoke angrily at me as if I were the one in the wrong. "I'm sorry, Mom, but I won't! I follow your rules, I'm a good daughter, but this time I can't. I was the one who was wronged! I have every right not to want to be the family joke anymore," I said, already crying. "ENOUGH, CATHERINE!" my father shouted, startling me. "You're going to this wedding, and that's final." "But, Dad..." "I don't want to hear it, Catherine! It's important to your mother to keep peace in the family. So you're going, period," my father said, leaving no room for argument. I spent the night crying in my room. The next day, I told Melissa everything. She wasted no time and arranged invitations to a masquerade ball, a gala event. She told my parents it would be crucial for my career since the city's most important businesspeople would be there. I could make valuable connections, and our professors had promised to introduce us to various entrepreneurs who could open doors for our professional future. At first, my parents weren't entirely convinced, but Melissa's parents talked to them and persuaded them that it would be an excellent opportunity for my future. So they agreed that I should take advantage of it. "Catherine, you can't say no to me! I've already bought the tickets and masks, and I even convinced your parents that this is a super important event for your professional future, which was such hard work. This party is going to be incredible, and you're not going to miss it!" Melissa looked at me with puppy dog eyes, clasping her hands together as if begging. I was sitting at my desk at work in the middle of a Thursday afternoon, between taking messages and making calls, when Mel showed up with coffee, chocolate muffins, and this persistence about getting me to agree to go to the masquerade ball, which was the biggest annual event in our city. "Oh, Mel, how is it that I can never say no to you? Alright, I'll go!" I agreed to go to the ball, but I still wasn't sure. Either way, I was going to sleep at Mel's house to avoid the wedding, but I wasn't planning on going to the party. However, Melissa kept pushing until she convinced me to go. On Saturday, we got ready at her place. "Wow, girl! You look absolutely stunning!" She handed me a beautiful golden mask, intricately designed like lace that covered up to my nose, and I put it on. I was wearing a shimmering red satin dress, and the mask matched perfectly. "So, are we ready?" "Yes, we're ready," I replied and grabbed my purse. "Oh, I forgot my perfume." "No problem, you can use my mom's new perfume. She won't mind." When Fred, Mel's boyfriend, saw us, he smiled, gave Mel a kiss, and said: "Girls, you look gorgeous! I think you'll leave this party with a new boyfriend, Cat." "No boyfriend, Fred. Actually, I think I'd better stay, I'm not in the party mood. Please, Mel, let me stay?" Chapter 2 There was no way out - my friend dragged me to the ball. As soon as we got in, Mel pulled us to the bar and whispered in my ear: "It's an open bar tonight, so you're going to drink until all that sadness washes away!" Mel handed me two tequila shots while holding two more in her hands. "Let's down these!" We knocked back the tequila, and Fred was already handing each of us a cosmopolitan. Melissa dragged me to the dance floor, and I was actually having fun. When a slow song started playing, Fred and Mel began slow dancing together. I took that as my cue to head to the buffet, but I didn't make it there. I felt someone grab my hand, and when I turned around, there was a man in a black mask smiling at me - and what a smile! He kissed my hand and pulled me close, whispering in my ear with a husky voice: "Surely the most beautiful woman in the room won't deny me a dance, will she?" "And why not? Let's dance," I smiled back at him. It was impossible to resist that seductive husky voice and that gorgeous crooked smile! He was tall with broad shoulders, had a charming smile and blue eyes - so blue they were almost violet. He had sinfully tempting lips, brown hair, and when he pulled me by the waist, I placed my hands on his chest and could feel he was a wall of well-defined muscle. Although the mask concealed his face, he was very charming and enchanting. "I've been watching you since you arrived," this mysterious man whispered in my ear. "You're so beautiful!" "You're kind. But you're not from around here, are you?" He had a powerful presence, radiating authority. "No. A friend convinced me to come to this party." "Looks like we have something in common - my friends convinced me to come too." "Lucky me!" "And why's that?" I smiled. "Because I was captivated the moment I saw you. You're stunning." As he whispered in my ear, I got goosebumps, feeling my face flush and my body tingle - he truly had me enchanted. "Even with the mask?" "Even with the mask! You're too beautiful." "You're such a charmer." "You think I'm charming?" "You know you are. And handsome too." "I'm glad you like what you see." "And what do you do for a living, handsome?" - I felt a bit dizzy, not sure if it was from the drink or the delicious cologne that man was wearing. I ended up stumbling over my own feet. "Are you okay?" "I think I need some air." "Come with me." - He pulled me into a dark hallway that led to an emergency exit and started fanning my face. - "I really want to kiss you. May I?" - I nodded yes. He looked into my eyes, held the back of my neck, and our lips met. It started slow but deepened; he pressed me against the wall, and the kiss intensified even more, almost taking our breath away. When he broke the kiss so we could breathe, we looked into each other's eyes - it was like throwing gasoline on fire. He ran his hand down my waist to my leg and pulled my leg up to his waist. I was completely surrendered by then, feeling his body against mine. I went crazy with desire and pulled him closer, wrapping my leg around his waist. "You're a great kisser!" - I smiled at him and felt my whole body tingle. "Oh, beautiful, you're incredible. I want you so badly, here, right now!" - he said between kisses and slipped his hand under my dress, pulling it up and reaching my underwear. I was on fire when he put his hand inside my underwear and yelled. - "Oh! So delicious! So hot, so wet!" - He said and kissed me harder while unzipping his pants. With a quick movement, like someone who had done this before, he tore my underwear and caressed my entrance, as if asking for permission. He looked into my eyes again and asked: "What do you want me to do?" "I want you inside me now!" I responded shamelessly, already panting with desire. I couldn't resist those eyes and that husky voice. I'd never been like this before - normally, I would have pulled away the moment he grabbed my hand, but tonight I had promised myself to have fun and live in the moment if someone interesting came along. And that's exactly what I was doing, living in the moment. Hearing me, he entered me slowly, watching as I leaned my head against the wall and savored every inch of him - and he was huge. He took the opportunity to scatter kisses along my neck. When he was fully inside, he paused and whispered between kisses in my ear: "Now I'm going to move." He pulled out only to thrust back in with full force this time, and it was incredible. I was completely lost and driven wild by his movements as he moved in and out of me frantically. We lost control and gave ourselves over completely, as if nothing else existed around us. I felt a haze in my eyes as my climax began to build, and I moaned softly in his ear. At that moment, he seemed to go crazy, lifting my other leg to his waist as I wrapped them around him. Kissing me intensely, he thrust even harder into me - it was heaven on earth. I came again, even more intensely than before, leaving me breathless. As I was coming, he whispered that he was close to his limit feeling me pulse around him, and soon I felt his hot release inside me. We stayed there against that wall, completely breathless, his forehead resting against mine. While kissing me, he slowly withdrew, and I was thoroughly satisfied - as Melissa would say. I smiled and he looked at me, gave me a soft kiss and said: "You're truly amazing!" He gently lowered my legs until my feet touched the ground, fixed my dress, adjusted his pants, and hugged me. It was so intimate, so affectionate - despite the wildness of our encounter and the intensity with which we'd given in to each other, he was still gentle with me. I'd never had such an incredible experience, but I'd only ever been with my ex until now. And my ex had never cared about hugging me afterward, or worried about my pleasure - for him, it was just about getting in and out until he was satisfied. So having a man care about me, about my pleasure, take care of me - it was new, and amazingly so. He kissed my neck and whispered in my ear: "So, beautiful, I still don't know your name." It took me seconds to process and finally realize that I'd just slept with a complete stranger whose name I didn't even know. Just as I was about to speak, he pulled his phone from his pocket and asked for a minute to answer it. He stepped away slightly and I could only hear him raising his voice saying: "What did you say?" At that moment, the stranger ran off as if he'd forgotten about me, or as if he was just running away from the woman he'd quickly hooked up with at the party. Of course, Catherine, you're an idiot! But so what? I was just having fun too, and I didn't even know who the guy was, and he didn't know who I was. All good. I pulled myself together, looked in vain for my underwear - no idea where he'd thrown it - and left that hallway. I went back to the table and found Mel and Fred making out. They soon stopped and focused on me: "Mel, I think I found the Big Bad Wolf!" I laughed, and she laughed with me. "When we get home, I want to know everything!" "Of course you do!" I replied with sparkling eyes. "Prince, I think we can go now. What do you think, Cat?" "I'm ready whenever you are!" I said, downing a glass of water. "Let's go then, girls!" Fred said and led us to the exit. We'd barely gotten home when Mel started demanding: "Tell me everything - who is he, how it went, how it didn't go, everything." I laughed and told her everything. When I finished speaking, my friend was staring at me open-mouthed and asked: "You guys used protection, right?" My heart started racing! We hadn't used protection. I shook my head no at her; I was in shock realizing how careless I'd been. She immediately tried to calm me down: "No, Cat, calm down. I'm sure nothing will come of it. But you should get some tests done to make sure everything's okay. I'm going to the kitchen to make us some tea. Don't freak out!" Chapter 3 On Monday during lunch, I met Mel. She handed me a small bag from a fancy store, and I looked at her, confused. "My mom asked me to give this to you. She said it's perfect for you and doesn't suit her," Mel said with a big smile. I opened the bag, and inside was the perfume I had worn to the ball. A huge smile spread across my face. I loved that perfume, and it was part of the best night of my life. I just hoped that my best night hadn't left me with an STD as a souvenir. With that thought, I thanked Mel and told her I'd call her mom later, then mentioned I wanted to call the lab to schedule some tests. I called the laboratory and was informed that I needed a doctor's prescription to get the tests covered by health insurance. Thank God the company provided health insurance for employees because otherwise, I wouldn't know what to do. My salary wasn't high, and what little was left after covering college expenses went to helping at home, since my mom didn't work outside the house and my dad didn't make much as a driver. So I made a doctor's appointment, but the earliest available slot was two weeks away, and I waited anxiously. The more days passed, the more nervous I became, though Mel did everything to calm me down. On the scheduled date, she went to the doctor's with me. With the list of tests in hand, she personally scheduled the lab work and insisted on accompanying me. Three weeks had passed since the party when I finally got the tests done. The results came back five days later, and I returned to the doctor. Of course, Mel was with me. The doctor checked the results and looked me in the eyes: "Miss Catherine, your health is excellent. You're healthy. But from now on, you'll need to take better care of yourself." I breathed a sigh of relief, but was I really about to get lectured by the doctor for having unprotected bedlife with a stranger? Well, I deserved it - not using protection was silly, I could have caught a disease. And then he continued: "Congratulations, you're conceived! I'm going to refer you to an OB-GYN for prenatal care..." I didn't hear anything else, just the blood pulsing in my ears. I couldn't believe this! conceived? How would I explain this? It's not possible. Me, of all people, the perfect goody-two-shoes who never stepped out of line, who always considered the consequences before doing anything, who was always responsible - the first time I let rationality slide, I ended up conceived and didn't even know who the father was! Mel held my hand and kept repeating: "Calm down, Cat, everything will be okay!" How could everything be okay? I didn't even know who the father was. I would have to tell my parents, their only daughter would break their hearts. They would be disappointed, hate me, and kick me out of the house. How could I explain that I don't even know what the father of my child looks like? I was already hyperventilating. Suddenly, I felt the doctor taking my hand and speaking calmly: "Easy now, dear! The situation, from what I can see, isn't ideal, but you can't get this nervous, it will harm your baby. Now you have to take care of yourself for the baby's sake. I'm sure the people who love you will support and help you. But you need to calm down because only you can ensure this baby develops healthily and is born strong. Do you understand me?" I looked at that short, white-haired, slightly chubby gentleman, with his glasses perched on the tip of his nose, and nodded positively. Somehow he calmed me down a bit, maybe because his eyes sparkled with a kindness and understanding that we rarely see these days. The doctor asked his secretary to bring me some chamomile tea, and while I drank it and tried to calm down, he gave all the information to Melissa, who listened attentively. We left the office and Melissa took me to a diner, saying we needed to eat something. As soon as I sat down, I felt the tears falling. My friend hugged me and told me once again that I wasn't alone. I looked at her and said: "The only thing I'm sure of right now is that I want you and Fred to be my child's godparents because I know you'll support them and give them lots of love." Her eyes sparkled, and she burst into tears, responding between sobs: "I'll be the best godmother in the world and I'll always be close to our baby! And I'm sure Fred will be very happy too!" She assured me she would always be by my side, made it clear that I wouldn't go through anything alone, and that she would be with me when I talked to my parents. My parents... oh! I started thinking and decided I wouldn't hide it from them for even a day; I would tell them that very night. I wouldn't go to college, I would go home to talk to them. Mel immediately supported me and said: "Let's go then, I'm with you!" When we arrived at my house, my parents were startled, and my mom came right over, worried: "Girls, didn't you go to class today? Is everything okay?" "Not really, Mom. I need to talk to you both." My parents immediately realized it was something very serious. We all sat in the living room and I told them what was happening, admitting I had been irresponsible by hooking up with a stranger at the party. I obviously didn't go into details, but I made it clear that I couldn't find my child's father again. The disappointment in their eyes was evident. My mother was sobbing uncontrollably, saying I was ruined. My father hadn't said anything yet. Seeing how upset my mother was, Melissa quickly went to the kitchen and came back with a glass of sugar water for her. Melissa always gives sugar water to nervous people, saying it calms them down - I never understood that. Finally, my father spoke: "You made a huge mistake and there's no going back." My parents were very simple people. My father was a tall, strong man, and my mother was an older version of me, but both had great character and solid principles they always made sure to pass on to me. Hearing my father emphasize that I had messed up made my heart ache even more. I started crying and said: "I know, Dad, I was irresponsible. But there's nothing I can do now. I'll drop out of college to raise my child. And I'm going to pack my bags..." "Pack your bags? You're very mistaken if you think you're leaving this house like that. You made a mistake, and you disappointed us, but we love you, we'll get through this and we'll help you. You're not alone, my daughter! And neither is this child!" My father said this and my heart filled with hope. "But Dad, I brought shame to you..." "You're not the first and won't be the last single mother in this world. We would have liked things to be different for you, not so difficult. You've always been so responsible! But if this is how it is, we'll face it together. You won't leave college - more than ever, you need to grow in life to take care of your child. You're going to be a single mother, your responsibility is huge. We'll help you, and even though it will be difficult, everything will work out." Melissa was already crying and quickly spoke to my parents: "Mr. Anthony, Mrs. Selina, you can count on me, I'll help with everything! Besides, I'm this baby's godmother, Cat is like a sister to me, and I'll always be around." My parents looked at her gratefully. I looked at those three feeling completely blessed to have them in my life, full of love for them and experiencing a totally new feeling for that little being still growing inside me, whose existence I had just discovered! As difficult as being a single mother would be, that night at the ball was the best night of my life. I could never forget those violet-blue eyes looking at me with adoration during our furtive encounter and everything my body experienced that night. I would always have that sweet memory with me. The following months were difficult. I kept the dress, shoes, mask, and perfume that Mel's mother gave me in a box. On difficult days, I would open that box and relive that night in my memory. Although I had a peaceful pregnancy, people's comments and cruelty were hard to bear. To make matters worse, after they got married, my ex and my cousin moved in with her parents, who lived on the same street as us. They made sure to humiliate me with nasty comments whenever they saw me and spread throughout the neighborhood that I didn't know who my child's father was and that I was a loose woman, which was why Claude had left me. I wanted to end them! Kelly's mother, who was my mother's sister, never missed a chance to come to our house and torment us, saying how fortunate it was that her daughter wasn't like me, that she was a good girl who had married a decent man. She seemed to have forgotten that she had stolen my boyfriend and slept with him in my bed. But I swallowed it all; it wasn't worth arguing with these people, and I didn't want to transmit negative feelings to my child. As the days went by, I loved that baby more and more. I had no idea such love could exist. Everything I did, I did for him. I would protect him from everything; I would give my life to him. And surprisingly, during the whole time of carrying with a baby, everything seemed to flow in my favor, things were falling into place and working out. My boss was great, understood my situation, and even gave me a small raise, which was a huge help! Mel and Fred showered me with attention, they were in love with their godchild even before knowing if it would be a girl or boy. They insisted on buying everything for the nursery, which turned out beautiful. Mel accompanied me to all appointments and every test, never missing anything. She even organized two baby showers - one at the company and another at college. My child would come into the world surrounded by love. I found out I was having a boy and decided to name him Peter. And so it was. Peter was born healthy, with a pair of huge violet-blue eyes that would never let me forget the night that changed my life, but was also the best night I'd ever had! I would never forget that man! My son was surrounded by love from the first moment. My parents were enchanted by their grandson. Mel and Fred came to our house every day to see their godson and check how we were doing. Mel was always there supporting me in everything. Her parents also came to visit Peter and said they would be honorary grandparents since they considered me their daughter too, which I found beautiful. They also surrounded me with care. They insisted on giving the stroller as a gift, and the day Peter was born, they came to the maternity ward with a huge basket of flowers and welcome balloons. After my maternity leave ended, my son stayed in my mother's care while I was at work and college. I worked hard and devoted all my time not spent at college or work to my son. With the help of my parents and my son's godparents, I managed everything and didn't miss any semester in college, graduating alongside my friend Melissa. It was a great moment for me and my family. With my diploma in hand, I would now pursue a better future, with the firm purpose that my son would never lack anything. Chapter 4 When I graduated, Peter was already two years old. By then, he was walking everywhere, always clinging to grandma - which was his first word. He was a beautiful boy with straight black hair, fair skin, a cute little upturned nose, and those huge violet eyes that made me sigh. He was my sunshine! And now I would have more time for him. After graduation, my boss called me in for a chat. He was an excellent boss and said he was very happy with my work at the company, but he knew I deserved to go far, so I should look for a job in my field, and he would understand. He assured me that my job at the construction company would be mine for as long as I wanted, and if I left and things didn't work out, I would always have a place to come back to. However, he advised that I should seek something in my field of study to provide a better future for my son. I was very touched by this and accepted his good advice. I told Melissa, and she immediately said she would talk to her father about reaching out to some contacts. It didn't take long before Mr. Oliver Larson, Mel's father, called me to his office and handed me a card, saying: "Catherine, I know you're an excellent girl and a good professional. I spoke with a friend, and he arranged an interview for you at Miller Group. It's for the position of CEO's assistant. If you get this job, you'll be working in your field at a global company. It's an excellent position, but it's not here in Bellwood. You would have to move to Paradise Port. I know it's a huge step, but I think you should consider it - it will be excellent for you. Anyway, send an email to the address on the card with your response, either declining the position or accepting the virtual interview." "Mr. Larson, I don't have words to thank you! You've always been so good to me! Miller Group is one of the largest business conglomerates in the country! Working there is a dream! I'll definitely accept the interview, and if I have to move, I will. I know it will be a great opportunity," I said with conviction. It wouldn't be bad to get away from those nasty family members, especially now that "queen" Kelly was conceived and her mother decided to ask for all of Peter's things for the child of that dishonest couple! Thankfully, my mom told her that was absurd, but it wouldn't matter anyway since I had already given everything Peter had outgrown to an acquaintance who was conceived. My mom had been very upset with her sister, as she was always dismissing my son, always referring to him as the fatherless boy, which really hurt my mom. Leaving this city, I'll only regret leaving my parents and friends behind, but I know they'll support me once again. I thanked Mr. Larson and left the office. When I got to my desk, I spoke with my boss, another Mr. Larson, but since he didn't like being called that, I addressed him by his first name: "Aldo, your brother got me an interview at Miller Group." He smiled: "I know, he just called me. I think you should grab this opportunity. If it doesn't work out, you can always come back." I smiled at him and immediately sent an email to schedule the interview. I quickly received confirmation that the interview would be the next day at ten in the morning, and since I had already taken the initiative to send my resume, the interview would be brief. That night at home, I talked to my parents, who understood, even though they were worried about how I would manage to raise a child alone in another city and got teary-eyed about being far from their grandson. They supported me as always and were happy about the opportunity I received. I asked them not to tell anyone. When Mel arrived - she came every day to see her godson - I told her everything, and she helped me prepare for the next day. At the time of the interview, I went to the meeting room at my workplace; my boss had given me permission. I sat down and waited for the call. I was interviewed by a very kind and intelligent woman, Mrs. Mariana Taylor. It was very pleasant; we talked for two hours. She gave me all the information about the position, salary, and benefits. At the end, she said: "Catherine, you're hired! You'll be replacing me since I'm taking a director position at the London branch, so you'll be taking over my position here. I'd like you to start as soon as possible because I'm leaving in ten days and would like to hand everything over to you before I go. And I'd rather not reschedule my departure. When can you start?" "I just need my boss to release me, but I think I can be there on Monday." - it was already Friday, would Aldo agree to release me today? "Perfect. You can send me an email confirmation after you talk to him. Do you have any questions?" "No, ma'am. Everything is clear." "Great! Welcome to Miller Group. I'm sure you'll do very well. I'll see you on Monday." She ended the call, and my heart was racing - I had done it. The job was great, the salary even better, and I would have chances to progress. It was a dream. But now it was time to rush and sort everything out. I immediately went to talk to my boss. He was happy about it, called accounting, and had them process my settlement right away. After that, he let me go, saying I would always have a place to come back if needed, but he knew I would do very well. I thanked him for everything and left. I sent the confirmation email to Mrs. Taylor, saying I would be at the company at eight on Monday morning, and went straight to talk to Mel and her father - I had to thank them. And that's when Mel surprised me: "Did you think you were going to take my godson away just like that? No way! My father got me an interview at Lynx World in Paradise Port. I'm moving with you, and we'll live together. What do you think?" This was perfect! I was overjoyed, but quickly asked: "Mel, what about Fred?" "Fred has already requested a transfer to the Paradise Port branch at his company; he'll have better opportunities there too. He's coming in fifteen days. Friend, it's a new life for all three of us." I was so happy. Mel had orchestrated everything. Fred would drive us there, and she would take care of Peter while I worked until we found a daycare. She already had three daycares to visit, and her father had already made available a furnished apartment in the city for us. It was too good to be true; I was even scared. Noticing this, Mel nudged me and said: "Learn to accept the good things life offers you!" I smiled at her, and we went to my parents' house. It was time to break the news and say goodbye. Paradise Port is on the other side of the country, so we wouldn't see each other for a while. My parents were happy until I said I would leave the next morning - then the farewell became sad. It was hard to leave them behind, but it was necessary. With the salary I would receive, I could help them now. That was good. The next morning, Fred and Mel arrived right on time. Mel's father had given her a pickup truck as a gift, which made moving our stuff much easier. Fred loaded everything into the truck, and off we went - it would be a full day on the road. We arrived in Paradise Port late Saturday night. Peter was exhausted but had enjoyed himself immensely during the trip - everything was new and exciting to him. We got settled in, ordered some food, and after eating, went to bed. On Sunday, we explored the city to get our bearings. Paradise Port was a huge, modern industrial city on the coast. Its port attracted lots of business, making it a first-world urban center. The apartment where we would be living was close to one of the daycares Mel had contacted, which was great. It wasn't far from the company either - I could get there in twenty minutes by subway. The apartment was beautiful, with a modern design, great ventilation, and huge windows that let in plenty of natural light. That evening, we dropped Fred off at the airport and headed home to rest. The next day would be a big one - I would be starting my new job, while Mel had her virtual interview and would schedule a meeting with the director of the daycare near our apartment to visit and talk. I tucked my son into bed; he was worn out from all the fun he'd had today. As I watched him sleeping peacefully, I felt confident that we would have a really good life here. Peter now had his own room, and Mel and I had planned to buy some things to make it feel more personal and give it our own touch. I grabbed the baby monitor and went to my room. I opened one of my boxes and started organizing everything. When I opened the last box, I took out the box containing my memories from the ball night. I opened it, ran my hand over that beautiful dress, and sighed once again. I picked up the perfume and thought, "Why not?" Starting tomorrow, I would wear this perfume every day - my salary was good, and when this bottle ran out, I could buy another. I put the box away, left the perfume on the dresser, and went to bed full of expectations for this new life that was opening up before me. Chapter 5 I showed up at the company at 8:00 a.m. Mrs. Taylor gave me a warm welcome and introduced me to everyone, and they were all very kind. The boss wasn't there - he was traveling and would return at the end of the week. The office was beautiful, very modern, decorated in white with stainless steel and green accents, managing to be both professional and welcoming. It was elegant, and I really liked it. I was particularly glad I had chosen to wear a black suit with a dark green silk blouse underneath and black heels. I would need to dress elegantly every day now, after all, I would be working directly with the company president. Mid-morning, I received a message from Mel saying she had managed to schedule an appointment with the director of the daycare near our apartment during lunch hour. I explained the situation to Mrs. Taylor and asked if it would be possible to leave during that time, assuring her I would be back on schedule. "So you have a child. How old is he?" she asked with a smile. "He's two years old. He's a very clever little boy. He wasn't planned, but he's the reason for my life!" "What's his name?" "Peter." "Peter. A strong name. You're not married, I know that, but what about your son's father, are you still together?" My heart sank - how could I explain to her that I didn't know who the father was? But I don't lie, so let's face the truth. I told her that Peter's father was someone I met at a party and never saw again. She looked at me seriously, but there was no judgment in her eyes. Then she said: "You have my respect, Catherine. It's not easy being a single mother, and it's very difficult to tell truths like this when you know they might trigger others' judgment. Thank you for your trust and honesty. Go take care of the daycare arrangements for your son, we'll continue this afternoon - no need to rush." I thanked her and said goodbye, heading off to meet Mel and Peter. My admiration and respect for Mrs. Taylor only grew. She's a woman in her mid-fifties, with very light blonde hair and almost transparent blue eyes. She's a beautiful and elegant woman, but most importantly, she's very welcoming. We got along very well. During the rest of the morning, she filled me in with information about the work, and I took notes on everything. At lunchtime, I left the building, and Mel was already waiting at the door with Peter. I got in the car, and we went to lunch before heading to the daycare. Mel and I loved the daycare, and Peter was already fitting in, running around with his new little friends - he's such an outgoing boy. That made me so happy! My son was happy! We decided not to look at other daycares since this one was excellent and very close to home, just three blocks away. We completed the enrollment and sorted out all the details. The director suggested we let Peter stay until the end of the day since he was having fun and could start adapting. Mel agreed to pick him up at the end of the day. Mel dropped me back at the company and told me she'd head home to prepare for her job interview later in the afternoon. I returned to my office, arriving before Mrs. Taylor. I sat at the desk and started reviewing everything she had already told me. The phone on the desk rang, and I wasn't sure what to do, but since this would be my desk, I answered in my most professional voice: "Miller Group, Executive Office, good afternoon, how may I help you?" I heard a deathly silence on the other end followed by a long sigh. Someone spoke up with obvious impatience, in a strong and slightly hoarse voice: "Put Mariana on." I was startled but kept my composure and replied: "I'm sorry, sir, but Mrs. Taylor hasn't returned from lunch yet. May I help you, or would you like to leave a message?" "Who is this speaking," he asked, even more impatiently. "My name is Catherine, I'm Mr. Miller's new executive assistant." "But I don't know you," he seemed to grow more impatient with each word. "It's my first day here, sir. Would you like to leave a message?" "Tell Mariana to call me as soon as she sets foot in the office." "Certainly, sir. And your name is?" "Looks like I'm your boss!" He snapped and hung up. Wow, what a stressed-out man! This wasn't in the job description. My throat immediately tightened. Had I already made a bad impression on my boss? I was so screwed! I started thinking I wouldn't last long in this job. Shortly after, Mrs. Taylor arrived and I passed on the message with a worried look on my face. She looked at me with a smile, as if understanding my concern, and asked: "Was he calm?" I looked at her and couldn't help myself: "He was on the verge of a nervous breakdown. 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