You Cheated, I Moved On

Chapter 9- The Promotion

Cassidy

It has been four days since the lunch with Harry. He loves me. He said that he still flipping loves me! I do not know how to respond, I didn't when he told me either! If he loves me then why did he leave? Why did he let me go? Why did he cheat on me? Why didn't he chase after me? Why didn't he atleast call to check on the girls? Why? Just why! It would have saved me so much time, energy, money, and problems if he had stayed, or came back. If he did not cheat none of this would have happened. I would not be a single mother of three, and the age of 23.

I stand in front of my bathroom mirror, fresh out of the shower. My long hair is wrapped up in a yellow towel, and I have a pink robe wrapped around my petite body. It is 6:30 in the morning, and I have to leave at 8 o'clock. I am bringing the kids to Eleanor's house, and picking them up at Danielle's. They are spending the day with their two Aunts'. They are going to have so much fun, they love those two so much. Little Logan just adores Eleanor! Whenever he hears her voice or sees her, a huge smile appears on his face and he laughs, and laughs. It is just adorable!

I change into a short blue dress that stops right above the knees, and is tight against my skin. I dry my hair and leave it down, but pull my bangs to the back with a beautiful gold clip. I apply a decent amount of makeup, heels, a bracelet, and stud earrings.

I work at Jacobs Fashion Co. It is a fashion company, and it pays a good amount of money. So, I can pay the bills and keep food on the table for a family of four. I really enjoy working there, and one of my close friends works with me as well, Michelle. I met her through the job, and she has been such a sweetheart. Her daughter Natalie, get along well with the twins which is great. Even though she is a diva, and very spoiled.

I have been doing this job for about a two months. I got right into the routine, and it was nice working and getting out of the house. For the most part I work six days a week, having Friday, Saturday, or Sunday off, usually. I can take off any day but I have to give notice. It is long days, lasting from eight o'clock in the morning until four in the evening.

I prepare breakfast for the girls, just an
easy yogurt and an apple. It is quick since we do not have much time. I take out Logan's bottle and fill it with baby formula. I pour orange juice into two sippy cups, and set one on each high chair. I turn on soft classical music on the stereo, and it plays quietly throughout the main part of the house. It is seven o'clock now, so I have an hour to get out of the house.

I rush into the twins' bedroom, and both of them are still asleep. I pick both up, and they fall back asleep on my shoulders. I set them into their high chairs, and they start to wake up. I feed them their strawberry yogurt, and while they eat their apples I get Logan. I bring him back into the kitchen and start to feed him is formula.

I finish cleaning breakfast, and feeding the cats. So, I put the baby in his bassinet and take the girls to get changed. I dress Lilly in a purple tee with ruffles, and a pair of shorts. I tie her hair into a ponytail, with matching shoes. Violet is in the same but the shirt is pink. "Num num?" Violet asks quietly. I nod and hand her a white pacifier. I give one to Lilly as well, and they both suck on it quietly.

"Go play while I get your brother ready." The girls both sit on the white fluffy chair in their bedroom, and cuddle with each other. Poor things. I wish I can stay home with them. Even though they love their aunts, they like to stay home once in a while. It's hard getting them out of the house before 8 in the morning.

Logan is dressed into a pair of blue shorts, with an orange onesie underneath. As I change him, he blows spit bubbles at me and just babbles. "I love you my beautiful baby boy." I kiss his tummy, and leave a trail of kisses up to his cheeks. "Are you a Mommy's boy?" He screams happily, as if agreeing with me. "I will take that as a yes, my love." I scoop him into my arms and walk out into the kitchen.