Eleanor answered the call with a polite "hello." On the other end, Ruben reciprocated, "Hello, ma'am. How are you doing?" Eleanor, injecting a hint of humor into her response, quipped, "You mean your in-law?" Ruben, catching on to the change in dynamics, chuckled nervously, "Uh, yeah. How do you mean?" Eleanor wasted no time in delivering the news, her satisfaction evident, "Alex and Isabella just signed the papers, and the leach is out of here."Ruben's disbelief echoed through the phone, "Oh wow, this is unbelievable." Eleanor, reveling in the triumph, asserted, "You better believe it." Realizing the pivotal role he now played, Ruben hesitated, "Oh, I owe you, ma'am." Eleanor replied, "Well, you have to start making moves on her now that she's vulnerable."Ruben, acknowledging the responsibility, affirmed, "I understand, ma'am." Eleanor, decisive in her actio

They both continued talking about Bambi's tattoo. The tattoo, an intricate design of a hummingbird with outstretched wings, spoke of delicate beauty and resilience. The hummingbird, rendered in vibrant hues, seemed to hover in perpetual flight, a symbol of hope and renewal."What does it mean?" Alex asked, genuinely intrigued. Bambi's eyes softened as she traced the contours of the tattoo. "It means hope. I got it after my mum died," she shared, her voice carrying a hint of vulnerability. "I was struggling to get over her, and then, this helped me get through it."Alex, touched by the depth of her story, expressed his condolences. "Oh, that's thoughtful, and I'm sorry for your loss," he offered sincerely. Bambi, accustomed to the sympathy, reassured him, "Oh, it's okay. I get that a lot. People even think it's a birthmark." Alex smiled, charmed by the unexpecte

Bambi, hearing the commotion from downstairs, rushed back to the room. "Hey, calm down. You're not being kidnapped," she reassured, trying to ease the disorientation that gripped Alex. He looked around, taking in the unconventional setting. The mismatched furniture, the peeling wallpaper, and the casual haze of smoke in the air. The truth dawned on him, and he sighed, "This isn't the hotel, is it?"Bambi offered a sympathetic smile, "No, it's not. You were quite inebriated last night, so I brought you here. My roommate's just enjoying her morning routine." She gestured towards the roommate, who offered a nonchalant nod of acknowledgment. Alex rubbed his temples, grappling with the remnants of a headache. "I need to get back to the hotel.Bambi, still holding the wrench from her plumbing endeavors, chuckled, "Well, first things first. Let's get you some coffee, and we can figure out what's next." Bambi handed Alex a steaming cup of coffee, its warmth a comforting embrace in the mornin

The dawn painted the sky with hues of pink and gold as Isabella embarked on her morning routine. The tranquility of the early hours was interrupted only by the soft rhythm of her yoga routine, as the sun began its ascent, she concluded her session and made her way indoors.A fragrant aroma filled the kitchen as she brewed a cup of coffee, the familiar ritual offering a comforting start to the day. Freshened up and ready to face the world, Isabella made her way to the door. On her way out, Eleanor greeted her with the warmth of a morning sunbeam. "Honey, how are you feeling today? Good morning," Eleanor inquired, her eyes reflecting a mixture of concern and maternal love."Good morning, Mum," Isabella replied, a soft smile gracing her features. Eleanor's next words hinted at an element of surprise. "Someone is here to pick you up." Curiosity flickered in Isabell

As Isabella sat alone in her office, the weight of the morning's revelations sank in. She found herself contemplating the implications of the photo circulating on the internet, a candid moment with Ruben that had unintentionally become a citywide spectacle. A fleeting worry crossed her mind—what if Alex sees it?"Oh, my goodness," she mumbled to herself, a brief moment of anxiety clouding her thoughts. Then, with a determined shake of her head, she reminded herself, "Whatever. We're not together anymore. He can do whatever he wants, and I can too." The resilience in Isabella's voice marked a resolve to navigate through the unexpected twists of the day. As she prepared to shift her focus back to work, the clients she had summoned entered her office. Isabella rose from her chair, welcoming them with a warm smile."Good morning! Please have a seat," she invi