One More Chance by Jaycelle Rodriguez

Chapter 95: It's about our house

~~~I'm never gonna let you go, I'm gonna hold you in my arms forever. Gonna try and make up for all the times I hurt you so. Gonna hold your body close to mine, from this day on we're gonna be together. Oh, I swear this time, I'm never gonna let you go~~~ -Sérgio Mendes-

"Mommy, why are you still awake?"

I took a deep breath before glancing at my daughter to my left side and smiled at her. She asked me tonight if she can sleep in my room and of course, I always love that idea.

It's already 11:00 pm, but drowsiness hasn't visited me yet.

Her eyes shined as she looked at me when the moonlight peeked through the window of the terrace of my room.

"Uhmm..."

I don't know what to say to her, no, the truth is that I lost my words when I looked into her eyes. Those eyes that resembles much of her father eyes.

"I was just thinking about the coffee shop," I told her, but the truth is that I was thinking about what her father and I talked about earlier.

"Why? What about the coffee shop?" She asked again, turning her whole body to face me.

"Well, I'm thinking of starting to renovate the small portion to convert it into a flower shop."

"Do you want my help, mommy? I'll just go with you instead of going to Uncle Dale's office tomorrow."

"Huh? But why? I thought you loved feeding Uncle Dale's fish?"

"Yeah, but you need my help more than his fish. He can just ask Uncle Patrick to feed him. I want to go with you so I can help you in the coffee shop."

"Ahh... my baby." I bit my lip to stifle my laughter as hugged her.

I kissed her on the forehead. I was touched by the idea that she would come with me to the coffee shop and would be willing to give up what she loved to do every day, feeding her Uncle Dale's fish pet.

"It's okay, my baby, mommy can always ask Auntie Jack's help and of course, all our friends in the shop to renovate the coffee shop." When I said friends, I was referring to all of our employees.

"But I want to help you, mommy. What help could I give you?"

"Well, if you really want to help mommy, you just have to give me a good night kiss every night and good morning kiss when I wake up. How's that?"

She giggled and started kissing me on the forehead, on my cheeks and all over my face.

"I love you, mommy."

"Ahh... that's so sweet. I can feel my tiredness from the whole day gone away. That's the effect of your kiss, honey."

"Then I would kiss you more often to fade your tiredness." She said smiling.

"I love that idea." I hugged her again. "Anyway, you should take sleep now, it's getting late."

"Okay, goodnight, mommy."

"Good night, my baby."

I saw her back into her sleep. I looked at the ceiling and then outside the window where the moonlight peeking through its glasses and that creates a perfect and beautiful luminescence inside the room. I sighed again as I remember what

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FLASHBACK...

the middle of his sentence and became hesitant. And

"Talk about what?"

took a deep

to the table in the far corner and

Why don't you just ask your question or tell me

it's a

"What---"

"It's about marital property."

do you mean?" I asked a little surprised as I didn't expect

besides I still have a meeting to attend this afternoon." He didn't wait for my answer as he immediately walked towards the corner that he was pointing to earlier. "Haist!" I muttered but eventually followed him

I was seated, he

about our house,

"House? We don't have---"

house we lived in four

You've already sold

He said surprised, shaking

you didn't sell

of course not! Where did you get that

statement has 'but' so I already mentioned

"But..."

(I was right.)

of doing it now, but of course, I want to ask your opinion about it. And if you

I gulped, trying

had just heard in my head

house and then aff of a sudden he would tell me he kept it. "But why do you still need my opinion? Your dad was the one who bought

not just me when we got married." He emphasized the word us. "And

I sighed.

"Okay---"

as I told you if you want

slight chuckle left my

"I mean, is there still a reason for us to keep that house? We won't be back together and we already got divorced four years ago." I know those words put him back in his place,

"For Cali."

what do you mean for Cali?" I asked raising an eyebrow when he answered after a

but he never got the chance to continue what he was about

but what did you

know that you can buy your daughter a much bigger. house than that in the future. You can even give her anything she wants with just a flick of your finger, so why would you think of keeping the house? Besides, Cali doesn't have

"Yes, and I'm sorry---"

to discuss those 'memories' again, let's get on with this conversation. Now, if all you need is my opinion and my permission, then go, you can take the house and sell it, I don't care. But..." I stopped and looked