#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?”
flustered expression. “I had a question
busy—”
not wanting to raise her suspicions further, I quickly interrupt Mr. Lin, “I’m sorry, can I
I hang up without waiting for
narrows her eyes, her curiosity evident. “Who
the guilt. “Oh, just a supplier. Nothing urgent.
you need?”
query about the
various notes and lists. Her eyes stop
out from under a pile of papers—the design
asks,
grab the paper and stuff it into my pocket. “Oh, just
get when I’m brainstorming.”
clearly skeptical but doesn’t press further. “Alright. Well, I’ll leave you to
smirks, retreating from
the door shuts behind her, I sink into my chair, heart pounding. I pull out the
hours perfecting. The close calls are becoming too frequent,
everything grows with each
I consider my options. There’s no
Every single detail could
start stowing away the various party-planning materials. If
pull off this surprise, I’ll have to stay late, work
walking in on me.
myself for the
her birthday, it’ll
…
the dim light of my cluttered office, I sit
a half-finished cake
hum of the overhead light is the only sound accompanying my scribbles. The
it’s past midnight, but sleep is a distant luxury, and
heavy on my
with patrons and staff,
clatter from the kitchen.
beside my workstation, our grinning
music festival. The warmth and laughter from that day feels a world
atmosphere of my
my thoughts, I’m jolted back to reality when a paperclip drops from
the wooden floor. I retrieve it, my fingers brushing against the intricate rug
one of her overseas trips. Everything in this room reminds me of her in some
I refocus on the list of party essentials. String lights, floral centerpieces,
Every detail counts. The looming pressure of
tangible weight on
celebrated together, the surprise was
bit of a milestone.
echoes from the kitchen, followed
my muscles protesting
the smell of lemon scented cleaner wafts
reflect the
here?” I call out as I approach the
his
me,” he responds, looking surprised to see me. The stainless-steel backdrop
tanned skin and dark hair stand
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