"Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass. It's about learning to dance in the rain." - Vivian Greene
I admire you for being so strong, Brielle. Thank you for teaching me to dance and love in the rain. With all my heart, I love you. -Xander
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"I know you're busy but I'm getting anxious here. Call me!" I said after hearing the beep, indicating I have to leave a message. I've been trying to get a hold of Xander since yesterday but I didn't get a single reply or call back.
I sighed and just focused on my sketches again. I am working on my spring collection. Mom said I'm working on it too early. It's just December now and we are to release it in March.
I hate working in a rush so I usually start on new designs long before their release. I only do rush work on wedding dresses.
"It's so cold outside," Mom said when she entered our office.
I got startled when I saw her. "Mom, what are you doing here? Who's with the twins?" I asked.
"They're at school," Mom answered, removing her coat.
I nodded before finalizing my sketch. I faced Mom who just sat on her desk and showed her my design. "What do you think?"
She tilted her head to the side. "Don't you think a halter strap would be better?" she said.
I looked at my sketch again. "Really? I think the square looks cute."
"Believe me, the halter gives it an accent," Mom asserted.
"Okay, halter then," I replied before fixing my sketch. I showed it again to her and she gave it a thumbs up.
I breathe a sigh of relief and stretched my arms before standing up. I fetched my coat from the coat rack and wore it.
"Where are you going?" Mom asked.
"I'm gonna grab some coffee," I answered. "Do you want some?"
"I already had some at home," she replied.
I nodded before grabbing my handbag. "I'll be back," I told Mom before exiting the room.
After leaving the boutique, I walked over to the cafe a few blocks away. I ordered my usual before sitting on one of the chairs.
While waiting for my order, my phone rang. I grabbed it from my bag and answered it. "Hello?"
"I have a problem. Where are you?" Jay said.
I shook my head. "You know the cafe near the boutique, right?"
"Okay, I'll be there in ten minutes," he said before dropping the call.
I was called to get my coffee. I stood up to get it before walking back to my seat. I started sketching again while waiting for Jaden.
"One white mocha latte, please," a familiar voice said to the cashier.
I furrowed my eyebrows. It can't be her. She said she was busy so how could she be here?
I turned around and my eyes widened when I saw who it was. "Shine!" I called.
She jumped a little from the shock before facing me. She walked towards me. "You can't tell anyone that I'm home," she said.
"Why?" I asked.
"Nica's birthday is coming up, remember? I wanted to surprise all of you there but then you saw me." She sighed before sitting on the chair across from me.

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Payback
Romansare·venge rəˈvenj/ noun the action of inflicting hurt or harm on someone for an injury or wrong suffered at their hands. Dear Gabrielle, You might've wished you were never born once you feel my wrath. Welcome to hell, my dear! ...