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Sorry for the extreme delay

even tho im pretty sure no one was waiting-

Anyway...here you go! New part!

Henry:

Alright, time for cake duty...

I stop kids from rushing to the door when they see the delivery man and nervously open the doors.

"Chocolate Truffle cake for...Mr. Henry Emily?"

"That would be me"

"Here you go sir" The guy swiftly hands me the package and I head back from the cool breeze outside to the smell of olives and Fanta. What could possibly be more depressing right now?

"More espresso less depresso..." I hear a childlike voice behind me. "...I think."

It's Michael, with crumbs all over his mouth.

"Where'd you hear that?" I chuckle

"Dad...he uses it religiously, you know."

Michael shares many features of his father's...his eyes, his hair and whatnot. Everything including humor. I can't help but laugh. Michael then suggests me to have a coffee...and even though I literally just had one a while back, I go to my office and grab another one. Screw sanity.

William:

Clara texted me. She's coming over. To the restaurant. Before it closes for the night, at 5. This is making me anxious. I think she's going to bring her boyfriend, after all he's surgically attached to her. My anxiety could be due to her visiting me after 3 years, or the kids absolutely losing it. Elizabeth probably doesn't even remember her. Evan will hide behind Michael. Michael will lose it; I just know it. His mental state isn't exactly perfect either...he hasn't been sleeping because of his school assignments. Pure genetics...What can I say? 


I like this whole pov changing thing...I think ill be using it more often

And don't be impatient...someone is going to disappear very soon

(and that seemed weird typing out)

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