You Are My One and Only

Patricia gritted her teeth to calm herself and began to clean up his room. She placed the books on the bookshelf and put the magazines on the floor back into the magazine rack.

She made the bed and hung all the washed clothes in the closet.

After cleaning the room spotlessly, she noticed how the monotone room was now clean and tidy, seemingly even more abstinent than before.

It seemed that after crying for a while, her whole body was able to relax. One shouldn’t be in a tense state all the time. So, it was good to release the built-up tension by crying sometimes.

When Patricia went downstairs, she thought Isaac would be in the living room, but he wasn’t there. He didn’t even take the aspirin on the table, so she decided to keep it in the cabinet.

She was a woman with pride. The moment she signed the IOU, it was equivalent to a vow from her that she would pay off her debt.

Before she left the mansion, she sent him a message, ‘President Arnold, I have already tidied up your room. I will come over at 6.00PM tomorrow to make dinner.’

On the other hand, Isaac was feeling the cold breeze on the rooftop with a cigarette in his hand. He watched as she entered her silver Toyota and slowly drove away from the yard.

It wasn’t until she shut the car door that he regained his senses and raised his hand to touch his lips.

taste was still lingering between his lips

took a heavy puff of the cigarette. When he exhaled the smoke, his expression

day, so none of

to take them to the hospital. Josephine was carrying a box of food that she had made for Darcie and her daughter to replenish their

at the hospital, Patricia carried a basket of fruit and some milk, while the three children carried small gifts they wanted

come back to class? She used to be my best

was in the same class as Sylvie. The two had a close relationship as they went to school

she gets better, she will come back to

and tell her to

could not fathom why Poppy had to stay in the hospital for so

a few days at most, but Poppy seemed to

saw her best friends

table, Darcie got up and took the food box from Josephine. “Thank you, Mrs. Zimmers! You make us delicious

so I want

as she watched the three children surrounded by the bed and Poppy’s happy appearance. “Still waiting for a suitable bone marrow donor. Once we find a suitable

and suggested, “I’ll feed Poppy some soup. This is