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✨✨TO THE BOYS I’VE LOVED✨✨
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🦋THE LIFE OF ANNA LEIGH 🦋✨
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💫MY DREAM OF SANTA MARTA💫
🦋GENRE: Romance❤, Tragic 😭, Teenfic 👫
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♨️My Love♨️
🦋CHAPTER 50🦋
ADAM’S POV
“Seriously!!” A scream startled me hard as my heart raises so as I jumped from my chair.
Oh it’s Evelyn.
“Evelyn.” I hissed scratching my face, feeling dizzy because I couldn’t get enough sleep.
EVELYN’S POV
“Are you f×cking kidding me?! Abigail is going to be late for school for sleeping late because of you!” I yelled, throwing my bag on the floor.
“So?”He shrugged “Get her dressed.”
Like, he doesn’t even care at all for his child.
“You’re supposed to do all those things today!” I scoffed “I bet you didn’t even spend time with her last night.”
He sighed, stretching his body “Look, I had so many work last night, I’m expecting a very important client this afternoon, besides, the little girl slept early.”
“That’s because she’s used to not spending with her father, even when he’s around.” I complained, trying to shed tears “Why are you doing this?”
ADAM’S POV
“You don’t show love to me or your daughter. I accept that you don’t even like me but Abigail is your daughter, you should be taking care of her as much as I love her, I mean do you even know which school she goes? Or her allergies? Or her first tooth loss? You know nothing about your daughter. It’s not my fault we’re like this or you didn’t ended up with Anna Leigh, you R@PED me and now I bore your child and you need to love her and show some affection, and forget about Anna Leigh.” She expressed.
I laughed, covering my face, feeling totally amazed by her dump @$$ speech.
“Are you done making those words?” I asked.
Evelyn was dumbfounded at me “Why are you laughing? This isn’t funny.”
“Oh yeah, it is.” I nodded and calm my laughter down with a sniff “So you think I didn’t show any affection to my daughter?”
She raised her eyebrow not believing me.
“I left the love of my life and decided to stay with you just because I accepted Abigail as my daughter, I kept spoiling her with endless gifts, working so hard, day and night for my family, and asking her about how her school was and you think I didn’t show any affection?” I asked angrily.
She gulped “It’s not enough.”
“Not enough?”
She shook my head negatively “No, Abigail needs you to be by her side, always and forever. So take her to school and make sure she reaches there safely.”
She left the office angrily.
I guess she’s right. I didn’t always spend time with my daughter because I couldn’t get over Anna Leigh.
Minutes later, I quickly freshen up, wore my beige suit and did my hair half ponytail and some medicated nerdy glasses.
I was in my daughter’s bedroom, fixing her tie on her school uniform.
“Where’s mommy?” She asked.
“Why? Don’t you want daddy to dress you up?” I asked.
“She’s sings while dressing me up for school or when she’s telling me bed time stories.” She grinned.
“Don’t expect to much from me.” I muttered as I finished fixing her tie “Come on, time for breakfast.”
I held her hand as we left the room and reached downstairs to the dining room, served some pizza for her, we both ate and left the mansion with my car.
I turned on my car GPS mad monitor as it directs me to the school called Diaz Group Of School.
I parked my car at the parking lot, came out with Abigail as we went into the school hallway, I noticed some high school girls were drooling at me.
🚺 Oh my Gosh, he’s so hot!
🚺 I wanna marry him.
🚺 Is he your brother? Give him my number.
Wow, I never get this attention since I was in high school, only Anna Leigh gives me the attention.
Abigail and I headed straight principal’s office as directed by my daughter.
“Hi, you must be Abigail Rodriguez’s older brother, nice to meet you.” The principal shook hands with me.
I chuckled “Actually, I’m her dad.”
“Oh.” Her smile went down “Well, please to meet you Mr Rodriguez.”
I sighed “I’m so sorry, my daughter’s late for school, she…”
“It’s okay, sir. I know she won’t repeat it next time.” She smiled flirtatiously “You’re such a good father, is the mother there for her, or she needs one?”
I cringed inwardly at the shameless old principal.
“She has a good mother, so there’s no problem.” I smiled.
She rolled her eyes “Well, go to your class, Abigail.”
“Thank you, principal Sara.” She said and we both left the office.
I left the school building, and headed straight to my car and drove off.
*In The Afternoon**ALM Studio*
I was in one of my photo studio with Carl who’s making some video while my employees are making some photoshoots, I’m the one supervising and directing.
“And done.” Carl finished up his video “Now I have to edit this, so stressful.”
I shrugged as we left the studio, walking down the corridor.
“Yeah, the profit still worth it.” I smirked, putting my hands in my pockets.
“Yeah and I’m going to spend it peacefully with my girlfriend.” He smiled.
I scoffed “Who knows that girl is gonna dump you after wasting your time.”
“At least I have a girlfriend who I can settle with.” He muttered “Like bro, what happened to Anna Leigh? Like you ruined her life and you don’t know you had a family…”
“Hey, shut the f×ck up!” I snapped “I wasn’t trying to ruin her life, I just want her back but… Fate just keep playing with me. I love Anna Leigh, more than anyone in my life, I didn’t even know when I had s×x with Evelyn, I thought Anna is the only one I’ve slept with all my life. My life is just a f×cking” I cried.
“I’m sorry bro, I was just joking. I didn’t mean to.” He said “Come on, let’s chill together.” He said as I wiped my tears.
My phone beeped “Sorry, I have to pick up my kid.”
“Okay.”
I left the office building straight to my black Porsche and drove off.
I arrived at the parking lot of Abigail’s school, went inside and brought out my child, holding her hand.
“So how’s school?” I asked.
“My classmates ask if you can also be their daddy, I said no.” She explained.
I cringed lightly with a smile “Really?”
We reached the parking lot and I was about to open my car.
My frown deepened, a tinge of anxiousness mixed with anticipation engulfing me. Turning around in confusion, I was taken aback to see my beloved.
Anna Leigh, standing at a pop corn stand, her curvaceous figure accentuated by her delicate swell of pregnancy.
The gentle breeze caressed her voluminous curls, playfully tossing them about her face. She gracefully swept back the unruly strands, tucking them behind her ear with a sweet, tender smile.
Tears of joy cascaded down my face, and I whispered “Annabella” overcome with the depth of my love.
TBC…
