Twenty-five year old Adira Thompson finds herself in a position where she's single and pregnant, with dreams of becoming a plastic surgeon.
She and her family have a love for basketball, particularly their home team in Los Angeles. Her world someho...
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I made it home from my morning clinical training at the hospital. Medical school is kicking my ass. It's worth it. I have to keep reminding myself. The relief I felt when I pulled my shoes off and plopped on the couch. Phew!
Charlotte's working a double tonight. I decided I'd make dinner and bring her a plate. Then come home to chill out before work. She was against it, but I felt fine. I planned to rest after anyway. That's our thing. We cook for each other.
I have a short evening shift tonight with hopes of being off by eleven.
Salmon and shrimp scampi, was the plan. Charlotte's favorite meal. I'm not a fan of pasta dishes right now. A small container of it for her and a loaded salad for myself. I'll be making a food run tonight at Darby's after work. A local diner, I've been craving their everything.
It's been three days since I told Nelson I was having a baby He called me twice today, I wasn't available. I'll call him back after I eat. If I talk to him now, it'll probably bring my energy down. I know exactly how he is and how he operates. He will react one of two ways. He'll either start arguing further, now that he had three days to think it over. Or he'll do this innocent act and try to wheel his way back into my life. He might even try both.
I went ahead and turned the stove off, transferred the food into a meal prep container. Then I got myself ready to head out.
I remember when Charlotte and I found this building, we were initially going to rent. We found out the owner of the building owned both of our units. So, we bought them at a reasonable price.
Both condos have two bedrooms, two baths. We tag-teamed the decor for both units. My unit has a black and white with a crystal plush feel. With fluffy white rugs, grey walls with marble flooring. My velvet rose tufted sofa matched the extensive artwork I had displayed on the walls. The dining room tied into the kitchen sort of. So I went with the same theme. A long glass table with crystal legs and all-white comfy high back cloth chairs. I love beautiful things and DIY projects.
My best friend, Charlottes condo, is more earthy and organic. With plants and African sculptures all around. Both are equally beautiful. You don't have to have a lot of money to have nice things, just get crafty.
I made my way over to the hospital to drop the food off and made it back to my condo in no time.
I showered then made my way to the kitchen. The loaded salad I made was calling my name. I grabbed it and placed it on the dining table. Before taking my seat, I started up my calming essential oils in the diffuser. I had them all over the place. I looked down at my wrist, cursing myself for forgetting to recharge my black tourmaline crystal bracelets. I never forget to recharge them, I guess pregnancy brain is a real thing.
I went ahead and placed my bracelets on the table where I already had my selenite charging crystals. Protect my energy at all cost.
Finally, I was able to scarf down my mountain top of a salad. I had everything you can think of on this bad boy.
