LOGINAMELIA I smiled as Adrian pushed open the front door of the house and we stepped inside. I could perceive the faint smell of paint, polished wood and new furnishings. My eyes slowly swept across the space. Everything looked beautiful. We walked further into the house. Remember this house? The one Adrian and I had gone to months ago to spend the weekend together and also where he had proposed to me. Yeah, that one. It was still the same beautiful place I had fallen in love with, but over the past weeks, a few thoughtful renovations here and there had completely transformed it into something even more special. And now, with it being two weeks to our wedding, everything was finally coming together. This was our final walkthrough before officially moving in. We were moving in next week, so that we could settle in properly before the wedding. When Adrian had first brought up the idea of us making this house our permanent residence, I had immediately loved the idea. Adrian
AMELIA It was now officially three weeks until our wedding. I was almost eighteen weeks gone already. My belly had finally protruded, not so much though, forming an unmistakable curve against my clothes. I welcomed the change with open arms, especially because when I was only about three months gone, my stomach had not still protruded that it almost felt unreal. Now, seeing the physical proof of the life inside me every time I looked in the mirror made the entire experience feel more beautiful. We had an anatomy and update scan appointment scheduled for today. Needless to say, I was excited I was sitting on the couch downstairs and waiting for Adrian. I must have drifted off into a light sleep, because the next thing I felt, was a gentle hand brushing against my shoulder. I opened my eyes slowly to find him kneeling right in front of me. He smoothed a stray lock of hair behind my ear and smiled. "It's time to go, darling. The car is ready." I smiled back, blinking away
The morning traffic moved slowly, but eventually I got closer to the café. My mind was focused on the conversation ahead. I was on my way to meet with Raven. You heard that right. Two days ago, just a few hours after I had taken that step and sent out the digital wedding invitations, a notification had chimed on my phone. It came from an unknown number, but the moment I opened the text and read the words, I instantly knew it was Raven. She had reached out in a very polite, careful tone, asking if it would be okay by me if we could meet up briefly in person to talk. And now, here I was, pulling up to the parking lot. I turned off the engine, grabbed my purse and walked out, going into the café. Scanning the place, I immediately spotted Raven sitting at a smaller table tucked away near the back corner. She looked up, her eyes locking onto mine and she instantly stood up the moment I approached the table. "Hi, Amelia. Thanks for coming," she said, gesturing toward the empty ch
She sighed again, looking a bit conflicted before she spoke. "He got this massive professional opportunity in Canada, darling. A permanent relocation. He's moving there permanently to oversee a brand-new corporate development." She paused, before she continued. "But before he made his final decision, he told me that he is very, very serious about the both of us and he wants our relationship to work. And because he wanted us to build a future together over there, he actually went out of his way to secure an opportunity for me in Canada too. "He pulled strings and got me a full partnership with a top hotel chain over there to be the head of their pastry division. He wanted to give up the opportunity and stay back here when I told him that I couldn't relocate but I can't do that to him and so I ended the relationship." I sat still, processing her words. I waited for a few seconds, expecting there to be a terrible catch to the story, but nothing else came. I shook my head. "Mom, I
AMELIA The wedding was getting closer with every passing day and a good number of the invitations had already been finalized and sent out. Lately, there was also plenty of romance in the air outside of my own life. Zoey and Caden. A laugh escaped me as I thought about it. Because whether she admitted it or not, my girl was falling. Hard. The signs were all there. The random mentions and the way she suddenly acted completely uninterested whenever his name came up despite somehow bringing him up herself. Classic Zoey behavior. She was gone and she didn't even know it yet. Also, one thing I didn't think twice about was my choice of maid of honors. Yes. Honors... plural. Because honestly, who exactly decided there could only be one? As far as I was concerned, Zoey and Brianna both had to be. The both of them had consistently had my back through every single up and down since our college days. And the three of us had survived college together. We had cried together, celebrate
On my way home from the hospital, my chest was quietly bubbling with excitement. A smile kept finding its way onto my face. My mind was filled with different thoughts as I wondered exactly how I was going to break news to Adrian. I wanted the moment to just be perfect and entirely ours. Somehow, however, I managed to keep the secret when I got home. Barely though. The evening and dinner passed normally. Every now and then though, my hand would unconsciously drift to my stomach. I stood in the bathroom, finishing up my simple nighttime skincare routine. Satisfied, I walked out, into the bedroom. Just then, the bedroom door opened and Adrian stepped into the room. He had gone down to the kitchen some minutes ago for water. I couldn't help but smile the moment my eyes landed on him. It was funny how we were both currently wearing matching pajamas. The one I had convinced him to get for the both of us which he happily did. He closed the distance between us, stepped up close an
Amelia After a frantic day at the office, where every "Happy Birthday" from a colleague felt like a reminder of the one person who hadn't said it, I finally made it home. After dinner, I settled on the couch to rest for a while before the girls show up. After a while, there was a knock on th
It's been over a week since the "incident" in Adrian’s office. I had thrown myself into the new client pitches and just tried to distract myself. I exhaled slowly, pushing the thought away as I sat on my couch that evening. Just then, my phone began to vibrate on the table in front of me. I picked
Adrian didn't pull away, he lifted my chin with his fingers trembling slightly. He was staring at me with an unshielded intensity. "Amelia," he breathed. He reached out, his thumb catching a stray lock of hair and tucking it slowly, deliberately, behind my ear. His touch was like fire on my
The following week, we all that were involved in the Rebrand were called to the boardroom that afternoon. We all filed in. Mr. Hillary stood at the head of the table, looking pleased as he addressed us. "You all did an exceptional job," he said, his voice warm. "The client, Mr. Adrian Langford







