chapter 13: Ambrose's dilemma

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He used a different cell to call Larissa since she had blocked his other number. She responded swiftly. Her voice, it was so beautiful. He remembered how he used to watch her singing softly to herself. Back then when he wanted to win the bet. He had wooed her with his sweet words. She had fallen for him. He took her for granted. He cheated on her. He broke her. He destroyed her life.
"Larissa" he said in a deep voice. "Please don't hang up, we need to talk" he was pleading with her. "We've nothing to talk about Ambrose, nothing at all nothing. Stop harassing me."
"I'm sorry about what I did Larissa. I really am, I just...." She hung up before he could finish. She didn't wanna hear another word he had to say. ' Damn it ' he cursed under his breathe. ' Why is she being so difficult ' he was in distress.

He immediately left his office and went to the hospital.
Lucky for him she was still there. Her car was parked outside. He waited for her impatiently. She came after 3 hours. She didn't notice him. He didn't get out of the car. He planned to follow her home. He was turning into a stalker.

It was a one hour drive from the hospital to her place. It was a really nice house. It was no mansion but it was pretty good. She had done pretty well for herself. Nice neighborhood too. He parked a few metres from the house just across the street. He watched her get out of the car. She was wearing black heels. A white shirt and a black pencil skirt with a vent. It was just above the knees. She looked pretty good. ' Why did he ever let her go?' He wondered.

She knocked on the door and a younger looking female opened the door. He wondered who she could be. His question was answered when two kids came running out. They were twins. Very identical twins a boy and a girl. They were his. The resemblance was uncanny. He did the math, the kids were ten years old.
He thought about his father's request.
He got out of the car and slowly made his way to the house. He knocked. Larissa answered. The smile on her face disappeared. "How did you find this place"
"I followed you here" he sounded like a stalker. "Oh, so you're stalking me now?" Larissa was angry. 

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