One year, one love by Aurora Miller

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Chapter 2

Chapter 2

At precisely 7 a.m., Doris was jolted awake by the sharp blare of her alarm clock still grozzy, she forced herself out of bed, washed up quickly, and began getting ready for the day

Timing it perfectly to avoid her father, Jimmy Reed, Doris approached her mother, Peyton Reed, with a feigned casualness. “Mom, can I borrow my birth certificate for a bit? I need to make a copy for some paperwork”

In truth. Doris wasn’t entirely sure if Lewis would show up at the city hall as promised, but she was willing to take the gamble.

Peyton handed over the certificate without much thought, her tone carrying a teasing lilt. “If you’re using this to get married to Mr. Watson, your father would be over the moon”

“Mom, can you not bring him up?” Doris’s voice turned sharp, irritation flashing across her face. She hated how her parents constantly brought up Ryan, as if he were the pinnacle of perfection rather than the cheat he had proven to be

Grabbing her things, she muttered, “I’m heading to work.” And then the left before Peyton could respond.

Not long after she stepped outside, Doris’s phone buzzed with a call from an unknown number. She hesitated but picked it

up.

“Hello, is this Doris Reed?” An elderly woman’s voice came through, warm and gentle.

“Yes, this is Doris. Who’s speaking?” Doris asked, puzzled.

“Im Margaret Hartman, the lady you helped bring to the hospital yesterday, the voice explained kindly. “I got your number from the nurse. You left your number with the nurse when you registered me. I hope you don’t mind.”

Doris blinked in recognition. So that’s who it is, she thought

The memory came rushing back–yesterday, before meeting her friend Lola for a shopping trip, she’d come across Margaret, who had fainted in the street. Without hesitation, Doris had called an ambulance and stayed by Margaret’s side until she was safely admitted to the hospital.

“What can I do for you?” Doris asked.

“The doctor mentioned that you paid for my medical bills yesterday,” Margaret said, her tone tinged with gratitude. “Would you mind coming by the hospital? I’d like to reimburse you.”

Doris hesitated for only a moment before agreeing. “Sure, I can do that.” After all, the money was rightfully hers, and she wasn’t one to play coy about something so practical.

It was a convenient detour–Hampstone General Hospital was right next to the city hall in Cornton Heights, where she was headed anyway.

On her way, Doris stopped at a small shop and picked up a cheerful gift basket filled with fruits and snacks. When she arrived at Margaret’s hospital room, she walked in with a warm smile. “Good morning, ma’am. How are you feeling today?”

Margaret, who had just finished breakfast, lit up at the sight of her. Her lined face softened with a deep smile. “You’re here. I hope I’m not keeping you from anything important.”

“Not at all,” Doris replied, setting the gift basket down on a nearby table.

“You didn’t need to bring me a gift, Margaret said, touched but slightly flustered. “I don’t even know how to thank you. enough” She gestured for Doris to come closer. “Come, sit with me.”

the bed, her demeanor relaxed. “There’s no need to thank me. I’m just glad

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lines on her face crinkled

her a polite, faint smile. “I don’t have

in surprise, and then delight. “You don’t? Well, that’s just wonderful.” She clapped her hands lightly on the blanket,

her head slightly, confusion flickering across her face.

have come on too strong. Margaret covered her mouth with a sheepish laugh. “What I mean is, I happen to know someone who would be

this is about setting me up on a blind date?” she thought, feeling a mix

amusement.

actually have plans to meet someone at the city hall today to get married…”

room. The pristine white of his shirt enhanced his chiseled features, giving

meet

wide, startled gaze betrayed her shock. She hadn’t expected to see him here of all places, and the suddenness of it made her feel like she’d

skin. She felt like if there were ever a moment to be swallowed by the

seemed taken aback, a flicker of surprise passing through his deep, enchanting eyes before his expression settled.

crackling in the room. Instead, Doris’s earlier words about getting married left a faint trace

lady, Doris Reed, is the one who helped

barest hint of amusement flickering in his otherwise composed demeanor.

nice to

polite smile, though inside, her nerves felt like a violin string stretched too tight. She hoped he’d play along and not make things

gaze lingered, as though testing her resolve. “If she doesn’t want me to acknowledge her, I’ll oblige her

stood up, eager to escape the unbearable awkwardness. “Margaret, I have something else to attend to. I’ll be heading out

reluctant to let her go. There was something about Doris that struck a chord with her,

her properly” “Of

to the door, holding it open before following her into

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punctuated the silence.

after her, his voice

mid–stride, her hand tightening on her purse. Turning slowly,

in

my grandmother.” he said, closing the distance between them in two long strides. His sowering frame made her

head, her gaze fixed firmly on the floor. She didn’t dare meer

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though commenting on the weather. Weren’t you beaded to the cry tall so permet Coincidentally, so am

in astonishment. Did he really just bring up last night’s conversation he still remember that she thought, utterly caught off

Cornton Heights, the clock struck 6:50 am. The morning air was rig but Dors