Once In A Blue Moon

Chapter 1

Now if I could just finish this paper work. I mean I don't have to, but I have nothing important to do.

My eyes feel weary and I suddenly yawn. Wait, what time is it anyway?

I shift my gaze to the right-bottom of my desktop screen and it just strikes 10 pm.

Wow time flies. But it doesn't stop me. Just half way there.

So I keep on typing away until I hear my office door knock.

"It's open" I say, my eyes still fixed on my laptop.

Yes, what you're thinking is exactly right.

I'm a workaholic. Not exactly the type of workaholic you are thinking about... Isn't a workaholic supposed to love overdoing their work?

I don't like doing that. So that makes me what? I don't know, it's just that my work takes my mind off things.

I never used to be this like this. The old Samantha Rivers used to be a free spirit

Well yes I'm determined to thrive in every way possible. But I had my limits, when work ended when it needed to end.

So I'd leave work and go have dinner with my two best friends when the world seemed much more meaningful.

But then I did that one mistake. That changed my life.

Speaking of my two best friends...

Here's one of them in an elegant suit wearing a worried look.

Her name is Quinn, she's been with me my whole life.

She's so loving and crazy, our bond is unbreakable.You know the type of friendship that involves the other playing as your lesbian lover when a very ugly guy is hitting on you?

yes, that friendship, I smile weakly at her "Quinn, what's the problem?"

She just tilts her head then sighs "Really Samantha? Really?.. It's 5 minutes past 10, you should go home"

She still doesn't know what's bothering me. I can't tell her, I don't want to worry her.

"I'm fine Quinn, I'm just finishing something up" I hope that'll make her leave.

"That's what you said 2 hours ago" Now standing in front of my desk

Gosh. Quinn is really stubborn. By this rate we'll end up arguing all night

"Okay.. I promise 20 more minutes"

She thinks for a while then says "no way"

Next thing I know my computer goes blank, she's standing by the table with her arms crossed. I didn't even notice when she leaned in to switch it off.

I don't even have the strength to talk. I'm just sitting there staring at her.

I spent four hours writing that work. And all of a sudden everything is flashed .... gone.

"Quinn!! I didn't save the worksheet!"

She just laughs and shakes her head. And I'm there thinking whether I should murder her or myself.

"Samantha, we have the best computer engineer working for us..We'll have Dalton send it back redone and saved waiting for you in the morning" I let out a relief sigh.

Quinn can be a pain sometimes.

So I give in and shake my head "Okay Fine"

Her face lights up "great, I'll drive you home" Walking to the door

"I have my own car you know"

"Oh don't worry about that, I had Logan take it to your house"

Trust Quinn to leave you wondering and too exhausted to speak. No No. I am not going to question a thing.

"I'll meet you outside" Finally finding the right words, She flashes a smile and blows me a kiss then leaves.

***

So I'm finally home, I immediately go in the kitchen and fix something to eat. I didn't know I was starving this much. Then afterwards planned to take a long hot bath.

It's Friday. I should at least reward myself.

So I just sat there in the bath tub with scented water, and stared at the ceiling.

How the hell did I get here?

I'm supposed to be happy. I have an amazing house, a good job, good friends.

He's been away for two weeks now. Daniel, my husband. And to be truthful, I've never been happier

The thing is he's coming back tomorrow, and I know you might be asking. Shouldn't I be happy my husband's coming home?

Shouldn't I be cracking my head cooking him the perfect meal to make him feel happy and blessed, shouldn't I be texting him telling him I can't wait for him to get here?

Honestly I can wait

My Marriage is what you can call...complicated

But I don't want to ruin this evening thinking about him.

So instead I finish my shower and wrap a towel around me, I pick up my phone to check if I have any texts then put it back and I decide to slip on my silk night dress.

I head to the living room switch on the Tv and start texting random people.

Texting got boring so I shaffled through some tv channels and settled for a funny tv show, after a couple of minutes I was laughing along to whatever was happening.

I didn't realize there was someone knocking the front door.

I naturally get up still laughing a little, took a heavy scarf and covered it on my shoulders, then walked to open the door.

My smile drops.

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