"On your knees now"
Nedvar spoke with a harsh tone, a tone he never uses it with Hermione.
Hermione stood there shocked, not believing any word he just spoke. She stood there contemplating her thoughts and his order.
He was always requesting and h...
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Hermione walked towards the couch in the office room and sat on it with a soft thud. She turned her head towards the door from where Nedvar walked out and then her gaze landed on the portrait which was hung on the wall next to the door. The portrait was opposite from the large leather chair Nedvar sits.
The painting he had drawn looked ethereal, as she can see the painting was when they first met, the white attire she had worn that day.
Hermione thoughts swirled inside her head like a storm. The room felt colder, emptier after Nedvar's departure. She let out a loud sigh, trying to make sense of the whirlwind of emotions that consumed her.
Just then, the sound of knocking echoed through the cold silent room. She composed herself, wiping away any traces of distress from her face.
She stood up and walked to the door, opening it and found head maid Miss Martha standing there with a smile.
Hermione smiled back to her, "Hermione dear, baby Ethan is back," Hermione smiled at her, and walked away not before locking the door. She hurried towards the elevator, as Nedvar's office room is at the top floor.
Hermione and Miss Martha walked out as soon as the elevator reached the ground floor, she hurried her steps and walked at the loud sound of her bubba.
As soon as she saw him talking to Dan, "Bubba!" Ethan halted his next words at the mere call of his mother.
Ethan's cheerful face filled the atmosphere with warmth, he ran to his Mama, who knelt to his level, "Hey Bubba! How was the sleepover?"
Ethan beamed with excitement as he thought about the sleepover he had at school, which felt like a camp.
It has been only a day and a night, but Hermione hugged Ethan as if she hadn't seen him in months. A genuine smile appeared on her face, her arms tightening slightly making sure not too tight to give her Bubba pain.
As if the warmth of his little body could soothe the unease lingering in her heart.
"I missed you, my Bubba prince," she whispered into his hair. "I missed you too much, Queen Mama," as he clung to her more but wrapping his arms around her neck.
They parted away, Hermione's teary eyes did not go unnoticed by Dan, but he just smiled genuinely loving that his little nephew has got the motherly love he deserved.
