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Story: Sophie’s Second Chance
“Yes, I was getting to that. I’ve worked for you for more than three years, so I think I know you well enough to know that it will take you more than a month to fall in love with someone, let alone get engaged to her…”
“You’re talking nonsense, Jason. It only took me a month to fall in love with her…”
“But your engagement isn’t real, is it?”
We got out of the lift when it opened on my floor. “Are you going to tell the press about this?”
“No way, sir! I would never do that!” “Hmm…you better…”
“And it was Blake Theo who spread the rumor that you were engaged. Since I know you two are rivals, I thought your engagement was fake.” He went on to prove his argument.
I went into my office. “Yes. The engagement is fake, but I really do love her.”
“What made you love her?”
I sat down in my chair and leaned back. “Jason, are you interviewing me?”
“Oh, no, no… I’m just really curious, and I’ve been wanting to ask you all this for a long time. I just never had the time. I’m sorry if you don’t want to tell me.” He went on and on.
“Calm down…and it’s OK. You can sit down.” I pointed to the chair in front of my desk, and he slowly sat down.
“To be honest, I don’t know why I fell for her. At first, she made me hate her and almost ruined my library, but then I don’t know why I started to care for her. If she was sad, I was sad too. Her smiles and happiness made me happy, too. And over time, I became afraid of losing her.
Nat told me I was falling in love with her, and I was, but I didn’t want to admit it. That is until I saw her with her closest friend, who embraced her and even kissed her cheeks, which made me very angry.
I kept going. “I know I love her, and I’m too scared to let her go. Ever.”
I saw that Jason’s head was bent down, and he looked like he was typing on his phone when I was done.
I questioned Jason sternly, “What are you typing on your phone?” He was surprised and put his phone down, giving me a guilty look.
“Why the hell are you writing what I’m saying?” I tightened my teeth.
He put his hands up to protect himself, and his eyes got bigger. “I’m sorry, sir. I’m sorry. It’s not what you think.”
“Then what is it?” “Um…this…I…”
“Show me your phone,” I said, and he stood still. “Right now!”
He gave me his phone with quivering hands, and I frowned when I saw how he had written down what we talked about. “Why are you writing this down as a story?”
I handed him his phone back and asked him why. “Sir… I was actually writing a romance story. I was thinking about writing a romance story, and I thought I could get some ideas from your love story.”
“So you’re really writing down my story?”
“Just an idea, sir. I love to write, and when Ms. Spencer came into your office that day, it gave me an idea. But I still can’t decide what to write about why she came here,” he said.
I chose to help her since I love books. “To tell me that she’s having my baby.”
His eyes brightened up. “That’s a great idea. Thanks, sir!”
“I was telling you the truth,” I said in a serious voice.
“Yes, she is.” “What? You mean…she is pregnant with your…child?”
“Oh my goodness!” he said, putting his hand over his mouth in shock. He soon added when he saw that I was serious. “Of course, I’m not telling anyone. And congratulations.”
“Thanks.”
“Thanks for telling me all this.” He stood up to leave, but I stopped him. “What do you call it? Your story?”
He seemed happy to talk about it. “Somebody To Love” is the name of it. “And why?”
“Because you were just a playboy and never dated,” he said, clearing his throat. “I mean, you never dated, and you were always busy with work, and then you found someone to love in the middle of all that.”
“I know it doesn’t make sense, but it sounds good,” he said right away. “And where are you putting it?”
“There’s a platform on the internet.”
I nodded and grinned. He smiled confidently and said, “It better be a hit, Jason.” “Yes, it will, sir.”
“Good evening, Helen.” I came back from work and strolled into the kitchen. I took a white rose out of my pocket and gave it to her. “For you, my lady.”
She smiled as she took the rose and put her palm on my cheek, which made me feel good. “It’s great to see you so happy, Liam.”
“Wasn’t I like this before? Wasn’t I happy?”
She touched my cheek and pulled her arm back. “You were, but you used to feel lonely, right?”
“No…why would I?”
I stopped lying when she looked at me. “OK…maybe…yes…”
“And it really hurt me to see you like that, but now look at you—you’re almost dancing around the house. I’m so happy for you.”
I gave her a quick kiss on the forehead. “Thank you, Helen, for everything.”
“Now, go away. Let me work.” She went back to work as I exited the kitchen.
I changed my clothes and headed to my study because Sophie hadn’t come home from the restaurant yet. I smiled when I saw that the book Sophie was reading was back on the shelf where it belonged.
I sat down in my chair, took out the nursery design, and made some adjustments to it. I have no clue when I fell asleep while working on it.
I woke up to the feeling of fingers sliding through my hair. I slowly opened my eyes and found Sophie in front of me, softly rubbing my head.
I smiled at her and kissed her hand. I sat up straight, extended my hands, and yawned. She came down on my lap, put her head on my shoulder, and wrapped her arms around my neck.
I ran my fingers through her hair. “What’s wrong, sweetie?”
“Nothing,” she said softly.
“Very nice try at lying.” I rolled my eyes. “Now, tell me what’s wrong.”
I talked, but she didn’t say anything. “Did…Blake, come back?” She didn’t say anything for a few seconds before shaking her head. “Sophie, please tell me what’s wrong.”
She held me tighter and said, “I will tell you, Liam. Not right now.” “Is it about the baby? Is something wrong with it?”
“No.” She raised her head and looked at me, putting her hand on her stomach. “Don’t worry. It’s OK.
“Then what’s the problem? “
She didn’t answer; instead, she pressed her lips against mine, which made me quiet. I kissed her back gently.
The kiss ended too abruptly, which made me sad. She smiled at me and said, “Shall we have dinner now?” “
“Sure,” I said, although I wasn’t sure she was alright.
From the point of view of the third person:
Liam kissed Sophie’s forehead and stayed there for a while. “If something happens, call me, OK?” “
Sophie shook her head in agreement, and he kissed her on the lips before going to work.
For the past several days, she’s been acting peculiar, and Liam can’t escape the idea that something is wrong and she’s not telling him.
He even told her not to go to work for a few days, but she said no since she gets bored at home.
He couldn’t stop thinking about Sophie and what may be wrong all the way to work.
Either she’s not feeling well since she’s pregnant, or that jerk Blake came back, and she won’t tell him.
He has made up his mind to tell her how he feels tonight. He will tell her how much he loves her. He was apprehensive about it, but maybe she would tell him what was wrong then.
He parked his car, got out, and proceeded inside the building. People greeted him, and he smiled and nodded to each one.
Jason greeted him at the registration desk and handed him a file. “Liam, your brother wants you to sign this.” It’s really important.
Liam nodded, quickly looked over the page, signed his name at the bottom, and then got into the lift with Jason next to him.
“Are you OK, sir?” Jason said after clearing his voice. “
“Yes, Jason,” Liam said with a big sigh. What do you want to know? “You look like you’re worried about something…”
“Sophie looks worried about something, but she won’t tell me what it is.”
“You’re talking nonsense, Jason. It only took me a month to fall in love with her…”
“But your engagement isn’t real, is it?”
We got out of the lift when it opened on my floor. “Are you going to tell the press about this?”
“No way, sir! I would never do that!” “Hmm…you better…”
“And it was Blake Theo who spread the rumor that you were engaged. Since I know you two are rivals, I thought your engagement was fake.” He went on to prove his argument.
I went into my office. “Yes. The engagement is fake, but I really do love her.”
“What made you love her?”
I sat down in my chair and leaned back. “Jason, are you interviewing me?”
“Oh, no, no… I’m just really curious, and I’ve been wanting to ask you all this for a long time. I just never had the time. I’m sorry if you don’t want to tell me.” He went on and on.
“Calm down…and it’s OK. You can sit down.” I pointed to the chair in front of my desk, and he slowly sat down.
“To be honest, I don’t know why I fell for her. At first, she made me hate her and almost ruined my library, but then I don’t know why I started to care for her. If she was sad, I was sad too. Her smiles and happiness made me happy, too. And over time, I became afraid of losing her.
Nat told me I was falling in love with her, and I was, but I didn’t want to admit it. That is until I saw her with her closest friend, who embraced her and even kissed her cheeks, which made me very angry.
I kept going. “I know I love her, and I’m too scared to let her go. Ever.”
I saw that Jason’s head was bent down, and he looked like he was typing on his phone when I was done.
I questioned Jason sternly, “What are you typing on your phone?” He was surprised and put his phone down, giving me a guilty look.
“Why the hell are you writing what I’m saying?” I tightened my teeth.
He put his hands up to protect himself, and his eyes got bigger. “I’m sorry, sir. I’m sorry. It’s not what you think.”
“Then what is it?” “Um…this…I…”
“Show me your phone,” I said, and he stood still. “Right now!”
He gave me his phone with quivering hands, and I frowned when I saw how he had written down what we talked about. “Why are you writing this down as a story?”
I handed him his phone back and asked him why. “Sir… I was actually writing a romance story. I was thinking about writing a romance story, and I thought I could get some ideas from your love story.”
“So you’re really writing down my story?”
“Just an idea, sir. I love to write, and when Ms. Spencer came into your office that day, it gave me an idea. But I still can’t decide what to write about why she came here,” he said.
I chose to help her since I love books. “To tell me that she’s having my baby.”
His eyes brightened up. “That’s a great idea. Thanks, sir!”
“I was telling you the truth,” I said in a serious voice.
“Yes, she is.” “What? You mean…she is pregnant with your…child?”
“Oh my goodness!” he said, putting his hand over his mouth in shock. He soon added when he saw that I was serious. “Of course, I’m not telling anyone. And congratulations.”
“Thanks.”
“Thanks for telling me all this.” He stood up to leave, but I stopped him. “What do you call it? Your story?”
He seemed happy to talk about it. “Somebody To Love” is the name of it. “And why?”
“Because you were just a playboy and never dated,” he said, clearing his throat. “I mean, you never dated, and you were always busy with work, and then you found someone to love in the middle of all that.”
“I know it doesn’t make sense, but it sounds good,” he said right away. “And where are you putting it?”
“There’s a platform on the internet.”
I nodded and grinned. He smiled confidently and said, “It better be a hit, Jason.” “Yes, it will, sir.”
“Good evening, Helen.” I came back from work and strolled into the kitchen. I took a white rose out of my pocket and gave it to her. “For you, my lady.”
She smiled as she took the rose and put her palm on my cheek, which made me feel good. “It’s great to see you so happy, Liam.”
“Wasn’t I like this before? Wasn’t I happy?”
She touched my cheek and pulled her arm back. “You were, but you used to feel lonely, right?”
“No…why would I?”
I stopped lying when she looked at me. “OK…maybe…yes…”
“And it really hurt me to see you like that, but now look at you—you’re almost dancing around the house. I’m so happy for you.”
I gave her a quick kiss on the forehead. “Thank you, Helen, for everything.”
“Now, go away. Let me work.” She went back to work as I exited the kitchen.
I changed my clothes and headed to my study because Sophie hadn’t come home from the restaurant yet. I smiled when I saw that the book Sophie was reading was back on the shelf where it belonged.
I sat down in my chair, took out the nursery design, and made some adjustments to it. I have no clue when I fell asleep while working on it.
I woke up to the feeling of fingers sliding through my hair. I slowly opened my eyes and found Sophie in front of me, softly rubbing my head.
I smiled at her and kissed her hand. I sat up straight, extended my hands, and yawned. She came down on my lap, put her head on my shoulder, and wrapped her arms around my neck.
I ran my fingers through her hair. “What’s wrong, sweetie?”
“Nothing,” she said softly.
“Very nice try at lying.” I rolled my eyes. “Now, tell me what’s wrong.”
I talked, but she didn’t say anything. “Did…Blake, come back?” She didn’t say anything for a few seconds before shaking her head. “Sophie, please tell me what’s wrong.”
She held me tighter and said, “I will tell you, Liam. Not right now.” “Is it about the baby? Is something wrong with it?”
“No.” She raised her head and looked at me, putting her hand on her stomach. “Don’t worry. It’s OK.
“Then what’s the problem? “
She didn’t answer; instead, she pressed her lips against mine, which made me quiet. I kissed her back gently.
The kiss ended too abruptly, which made me sad. She smiled at me and said, “Shall we have dinner now?” “
“Sure,” I said, although I wasn’t sure she was alright.
From the point of view of the third person:
Liam kissed Sophie’s forehead and stayed there for a while. “If something happens, call me, OK?” “
Sophie shook her head in agreement, and he kissed her on the lips before going to work.
For the past several days, she’s been acting peculiar, and Liam can’t escape the idea that something is wrong and she’s not telling him.
He even told her not to go to work for a few days, but she said no since she gets bored at home.
He couldn’t stop thinking about Sophie and what may be wrong all the way to work.
Either she’s not feeling well since she’s pregnant, or that jerk Blake came back, and she won’t tell him.
He has made up his mind to tell her how he feels tonight. He will tell her how much he loves her. He was apprehensive about it, but maybe she would tell him what was wrong then.
He parked his car, got out, and proceeded inside the building. People greeted him, and he smiled and nodded to each one.
Jason greeted him at the registration desk and handed him a file. “Liam, your brother wants you to sign this.” It’s really important.
Liam nodded, quickly looked over the page, signed his name at the bottom, and then got into the lift with Jason next to him.
“Are you OK, sir?” Jason said after clearing his voice. “
“Yes, Jason,” Liam said with a big sigh. What do you want to know? “You look like you’re worried about something…”
“Sophie looks worried about something, but she won’t tell me what it is.”