Sunday

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Days passed. Months passed. Sunday diverted her attention into directing and taking care of Stella.

She shut her life off in Baltimore. After that call she had with Alex, she blocked all her friends both in Facebook and phone.

The boys never heard from her since then. In just that big information she got, she was then again lost to them.

Tomorrow is Stella's 4th birthday. Sunday is taking her at the SEA LIFE Centre together with her four colleagues from Heyday Films.

Stella doesn't even know where they are going, but she's excited that she's turning four.

"Mum." Stella tugged at Sunday's shirt. "Can I have a big My Little Pony cake tomorrow?"

"Oh dearie. Such short notice, baby. But I'll make it work." Sunday told her daughter. She just got to call Lola's Cupcake and hoped that they would accept her order.

"You go play with Trim and Lena. I'll have to call the cake shop, okay?"

"Okay."

Sunday immediately searched for the number and dialled it. It answered after the second ring. "Good afternoon. This is Victoria, owner of the shop. How may I help you?"

Sunday crossed her fingers. "Good afternoon. This is Sunday Adams. I just wanted to ask if you can still make a cake for me for tomorrow?"

"Alright. I'll just check the schedule, okay?" Victoria told Sunday. After a few minutes, she resumed the call. "I guess it's your lucky day. We have a few orders for tomorrow. So, do you have any designs in mind?"

Sunday's smile widened. "Oh. Yeah. A My Little Pony cake. My daughter's turning 4 tomorrow."

"I can make it work. Anyway, where will this be delivered?"

"Can you please bring it at SEA LIFE at about 3 in the afternoon?" Sunday asked.

"Of course."

"Okay. Thanks."

She let out a breath of relief. She'll just have to pay tomorrow and can now continue editing the script she was working on yesterday.

The next day, Sunday woke up early to prepare a big breakfast for Stella. She decided to make pancakes, sausages, hotdogs, bacon, and some egg sandwiches.

Later that day, they are already in the centre. Stella was by the sharks with the children of Sunday's colleagues.

"Sunday. Happy birthday to your daughter." Anika greeted Sunday. Sunday smiled and thanked her.

"Thank you so much."

Anika then introduced the man behind her. "Anyway, remember Laurence? Saw him earlier at the entrance."

Sunday then took a better look at the boy. He was gorgeous. He looked like her age. He smiled at her and held out his hand.

"Hi. I'm Laurence. Happy birthday to your kid, director." He greeted.

Sunday smiled, giddily. "Thank you so much, Laurence. So, how are you?"

"I am great. Thanks. And I wish you are, too?"

"Of course." Sunday laughed. "Any films coming out, Laurence?"

Laurence pouted. "None at the moment."

Anika touched Sunday's arm. "Hey, babe. We have that new movie to film, right?"

Sunday nodded. "Yeah. I am working on the script right now--I mean, I am editing it."

"Laurence is a great actor. How about we let him audition for it?" Anika suggested.

Sunday shrugged. "Sure. You're the casting director, you know the work."

Sunday then called Laurence over who was with a group of girls. They took pictures with him and hugged him. 

When Laurence was done, he came over to Sunday, and the pair talked. Sunday then gave him her calling card.

"Thank you so much, Sunday."

"You're welcome. Have a great day ahead of you."