#Chapter 49: Up Late
Abby
The morning sun bathes my office in a gentle glow as I dial Leah’s number, eager to discuss Chloe’s
upcoming birthday.
The phone rings a few times before Leah’s raspy voice picks up on the other end.
“Abby? That you?”
“Leah, hey,” I greet, trying to hide my concern. “You sound terrible. What’s up?”
She lets out a congested laugh. “Caught a nasty cold. I’m in bed, sipping on some horrid chicken soup.
Can’t believe I’m missing all the action.”
“That’s terrible,” I answer. “I was hoping you could help with Chloe’s party prep.”
A pause ensues, and I hear Leah sigh. “I wish I could, Abby. I had so many ideas, but right now I can
barely lift my head off the pillow.”
I let out a quiet chuckle, trying to keep the mood light. “Don’t worry about it. Just rest up and get better,
okay? We’ll need you at the party in top form.”
“What about the cake? I know you were keen on baking Chloe’s favorite, the red velvet one.”
“I’ve got it covered,” I assure her. “And the party details too. It’s a lot, but I can handle it.”
“You sure?” Leah sounds skeptical.
“It’s no big deal,” I reply, although a nagging feeling at the back of my mind suggests otherwise.
“Alright, if you say so. Just promise you won’t burn out.”
“I promise,” I say, although the weight of responsibility is already settling in my chest. “Oh, and I’ll be
over later to bring you some chicken soup that’s not horrid, okay?”
After ending the call, I immediately switch tasks, reaching for my phone again to book a karaoke place
for the party.
The man on the other end, Mr. Lin, sounds elderly, his voice raspy but jovial.
“Lin’s Karaoke. How can I help you?”
“Hello, Mr. Lin, I’d like to rent one of your rooms for a private party,” I begin, but before I can finish, the
door to my office swings open, revealing Chloe, looking puzzled.
“Abby, do you have a minute?” she asks, her eyes darting to the various party notes strewn across my
desk.
“Um,” I falter, my attention divided between Chloe and Mr. Lin. “Just a sec,” I tell him and turn my
attention to Chloe. “What’s up?”
gaze fixed on my flustered expression. “I had
busy—”
not wanting to raise her suspicions further, I quickly interrupt
hang up without
her curiosity evident.
attempt a casual shrug, trying to push down the guilt. “Oh, just a supplier. Nothing urgent. What
you need?”
she proceeds with her query about the
the various notes and lists. Her
out from under a pile of
she asks,
paper and stuff it into my pocket. “Oh, just some doodles. You know how
get when I’m brainstorming.”
squints, clearly skeptical but doesn’t press further. “Alright.
smirks, retreating
into my chair,
intricate design I’d spent hours perfecting. The close calls are becoming too frequent, and
grows
a deep sigh, I consider my options. There’s no
single detail could potentially blow
made, I grab my bag and start stowing away the various party-planning
this surprise, I’ll have to stay late, work in the quiet hours
walking in on me.
steel myself for
smile on her
…
dim light of my cluttered office, I sit hunched over a desk piled high with
and a
hum of the overhead light is the
midnight, but sleep is a distant luxury, and Chloe’s upcoming
heavy on my
restaurant, usually abuzz with patrons and staff, feels eerily quiet now, save for the
clatter from the kitchen.
beside my workstation, our grinning faces captured during
day at a music festival. The warmth and laughter from that day feels a
of my
reality
I retrieve it, my fingers brushing against the intricate rug beneath my
of her overseas trips. Everything in this
on the list of party essentials.
of sea blue… Every detail counts. The looming pressure of
tangible weight on
last time we celebrated together, the surprise was spoiled. I won’t let that happen again. And
bit of a milestone. I want it
the kitchen, followed by a muted
stretch, my muscles protesting from hours of
the smell of lemon scented cleaner wafts toward me. The restaurant’s aged wooden
reflect the
I approach the kitchen, spotting a silhouette moving
his hands on
to see me. The stainless-steel
his tanned skin and dark
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