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

shower, she lay in bed

had sent her

‘Are you home yet?’

himself, but Patricia had run off so quickly

glanced at the timestamp. The text was sent over one and

decided to

it take you so long to respond to

her phone as she thought to herself, Hey, mister. It’s after hours. I’m not at work! Though she

dropped by the hospital to visit Poppy on our way back, so that’s

should be respectful enough for you

remember this. No matter who I get engaged to or even

if she did not

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

she read that text, her blood began to boil, so much so that she

like that? What the hell? What a

How can you still say that I’m the one you like? Who on earth would believe

off immediately. She could not be bothered to deal with this anymore. She would cross that bridge if she came

day, as soon as she arrived at the office,

the chat group? President Arnold

“Who’s the bride-to-be?”