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.

she left the children’s bedroom and

taking a shower, she lay in bed and checked

sent her

‘Are you home yet?’

drive them home himself, but Patricia had run off so quickly

text was sent over

decided to reply.

‘Why did it take you so long to respond to

tongue out at her phone as she thought to herself, Hey, mister. It’s after hours. I’m not at work! Though she did not respond with this, of

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

respectful enough for you right, you

remember this. No matter who I get engaged to or even marry, the only person I like

sleepy 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

she waited for his reply. As soon as she closed her eyes, she felt her phone vibrate, so she hurriedly

to boil, so much so that she almost jumped out

that? What the hell?

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

bothered to deal with this anymore. She would cross that

as she arrived at the office,

chat group? President Arnold is getting

“Who’s the bride-to-be?”