The Better Half Of Me

Cleo

"the best things in life are already mine, right?"

-Maya

"cleo baby wake up" i call as i walk past my 6 year old daughters bedroom, knocking lightly on the door. i continue down the hallway of our new york penthouse toward my bedroom, collecting the mail from the stand next to the door which was left by Neilson, my assistant. Shuffling through the mail i come across a unique delicate envelope headed "Miss Maya Hunter". Tearing it open my eyes trace the words written in the gold lettered card,

"an invitation to the wedding of Isadora Smackle and Isiah Babineaux"

I was shocked, unaware that smackle and zay were together let alone engaged! The date, April 31st, exactly 2 months from today. It makes me wonder what the rest of the clique six are up to these days. we became distant after high school with going to college and all. Riley and Farkle went to Harvard, Smackle went to Yale, Zay didn't go to college, instead he moved back to Texas. That just leaves Lucas, the father of my 6 year old daughter. Lucas and I stayed in New York for college, spending every minute together at NYU. He studied a veterinarian course and graduated with a top of class business degree.

One night Lucas and I got too drunk for our own good, we fooled around and days later graduated, going our seperate ways. 9 months later Cleo was born. Lucas doesn't know, i knew how hard he studied for his career i couldn't take it away from him by telling him i got knocked up during a one night stand that probably meant nothing to him. But still, 6 years down the line, i find myself being one of the first self made millionaires in New York City and the proud owner of my multi million dollar business, The Hunter Law Firm.

I live a great life filled with meetings with champagne, skyscraper buildings, and my perfect little daughter. however, it gets lonely, my mind defaults back to those beautiful green eyes and messy blonde hair who i miss so much. as much as i'd want to see him again, i know i must keep Cleo away from him.

"mommy i'm dressed now" Cleo says and she comes bursting through the door drawing me away from my thoughts "good baby, what time is it" i ask as i walk toward my wardrobe to get dressed for work out of my silk pyjamas. "8:30," cleo replies with a light tone. "Fuck it's 8:30 already how long was i standing doing nothing for" i frantically say causing her to laugh "it's not funny cleo come on let's get you to the car so Neilson can take you to school" i reply grabbing her hand and her packed lunch made by the chef. i continue walking her to the door of the apartment where i see Neilson standing "oh sugar you need to get some TLC asap" he says with his fashionista tone, i roll my eyes and smile before crouching to cleo's height,

"have a good day at school love bug i'll pick you up after school" i say kissing her cheek "alright come on now mini money" Neilson says taking her hand "bye mommy" she replies before walking out the door.

"fuck i have half an hour till i need to be at the office" i mutter, This wedding got me so caught up in my feelings that i got so distracted. quickly getting changed into my pantsuit and doing my daily maybe a bit to heavy glamour outs makeup and spray my signature Chanel perfume delicately before going to the private garage and getting into my custom matte black rolls royse and driving to work.

• 12:30 pm

i sit in my glass office finding myself unable to focus, opening the second left drawer i pull out the same piece of card that's been on my mind all morning

RSVP to 022 67389 5673688 by the 10th

and before i knew it my fingers were typing the number into the phone that sat to my right and pulling it to my ear without planning what i was going to say, or if i had even decided to go to the wedding