You Are My One and Only

Patricia assumed that it must be one of those advertisement flyers that businesses frequently left on people’s doorsteps. Sometimes, she would wake up to find an entire pile of them on their doorstep.

Some touted various medical treatments, locksmith services, or even offered jobs and other strange things.

Scott read out, “It says ‘repay your debts’, so I guess it’s from a money lending service.”

Stellan nodded. “Why are these pasted on our door, though? Scott, let’s tear them all down.”

The two little boys made quick work of it, while Patricia carried Sylvie to her bed.

Sylvie was sleeping so soundly that Patricia did not want to wake her up, so she let her sleep without washing up.

Patricia gazed fondly at Sylvie. Sylvie was rarely sick these days, and Patricia had a steady income too, so she no longer worried now.

She fervently wished that Sylvie, along with Scott and Stellan, would all grow up healthy and strong.

Once Scott and Stellan were done tearing off the warnings stuck to their door, they came to the room and said to Patricia, “Mommy, we’ve taken everything down, and the door’s locked too.”

Patricia nodded. “Go wash up and get ready for bed. Good night!”

She walked over to her two sons and gave them both a kiss on the cheek.

the children’s

she lay in bed

had sent her

‘Are you home yet?’

Patricia had run off so quickly and Elizabeth had something to

at the timestamp. The text was sent over one and a half

to reply.

him. ‘Why did it take you so long to respond to my

voice from that text. She stuck her tongue out at her phone as she thought to herself, Hey, mister. It’s after hours. I’m not at

hospital to visit Poppy on our way back, so that’s why I’m only

enough for

No matter who I get engaged to or even marry, the only

and had already gotten ready for bed, but she was afraid that if she did not respond to Isaac’s texts, he would charge straight over to her house to

after responding to his text, she waited for his reply. As soon as she closed her eyes, she felt her phone vibrate, so

that text, her blood began to boil, so much so that she almost jumped out of

you say something like that? What the hell? What a b*stard

You’re going to get married to someone else! How can you still say that I’m the one you

bothered to deal with this anymore. She would

soon as she arrived at the office, she overheard her colleagues’

the announcement in the chat

“Who’s the bride-to-be?”