Chapter Two
What would you do if you had the chance to go back in time? Would you spend the time fixing your mistakes, or just living the moment, creating wonderful memories?
Life is full of ups and downs, why mind just the downs?
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I paced round my kitchen with a phone in my hand, dressed in a pink leggings and a white crop top.
"Uhh, yeah, a Mister Reginald from my late March show last year," I soaked my mouth with a cup of coffee. "Huh? No? Okay."
Another call came through, "Have you heard from him?" I asked in anticipation, tapping the kitchen table in front of me. The caller kept on asking for the person's name giving me tad amount of hope. "Mr. Reginald, yes. No? Okay. No problem." I've repeatedly said all thorough the day. I sank my head in my palm depending on the table for support.
I continued tapping my fingers on the table, slowly my eyes ascended on my baby in the court. He resembled a gift wrapped in a box. My lovely surprise present.
Mr. Frederick called me and excitement sprung in me. I hurriedly picked up the phone. "Hello?"
"Miss, Ballè,"
"That's me."
"I've spoken with Mr. Mathew whose a business partner to Mr. Reginald. According to him, he doesn't let people know of his whereabouts, especially during this period. He's quite secretive, so it may be impossible to book an appointment with him."
I was about pleading, when his voice interjected, "But I will try my best to arrange an appointment with him."
"Thank you," I exhaled, finally dropping my phone with an iota of hope in me. I ruffled my blonde puffy hair, exhaling.
No one expect mistakes, at least not this type. My eyes glanced to the side, capturing my baby. This is a gift. I proceeded to carrying my boy wrapped in his blanket. I stared into his eyes seeing nothing else than wonderful grey eyes.
My mind flashed back to September when I first met who I love to call my midnight hero.
"You're an abomination to society! I spent my life praising you only to be greeted with this disgrace. You're shameful."
"Leave."
That moment when he leaned his head towards me,