Billionaire's Badass Bride

Chapter 4

_ A new life _

"No! At the corner!"

I ask to Ren push the new cozy couch to a different position. It looks perfect in the corner.

It's still so exciting to watch my friends and family help me move into my new apartment. Even more exciting to watch them help me decorate it.

All this just feels so surreal.

A new place. A new town. A new life.

Mom is busy hanging a painting on the wall.

A beautiful painting that she gave me as a souvenir. A painting of "a couple watching the sunset". I have worshipped it ever since I was a kid and now I get to have it in my own house. Dreams do come true.

I can't thank Mom enough for the painting.

Amira couldn't make it today because she felt sickly in the morning. Mom thinks she might be pregnant because Amira has been complaining about morning sickness lately. I don't know if that's true but, isn't it too soon in the marriage? Plus, Amira has never been a fan of kids so I highly doubt she's pregnant...

But maybe she's excited to make Darren a dad more than she is about being a mother. I wouldn't be surprised if she's just doing it to make her happy.

I dash into the kitchen and find Dee making some blended juice. We've been up and down and the sun has been too harsh today. Some cold blended juice could come in handy right now.

Dee frowns when she sees me standing at the door.

"I still think this is a bad idea. This place is too damn far!" She says for the millionth time.

I sigh.

"We talked about this, Dee. I don't have a choice."

"Yes, you do. Apply again. You can be an intern at the same company with us. Or somewhere closer. And we can have lunch together and-"

"I'm fine here, Dee." I insist. "Plus, it's just three months and I'm out of here. And the three of us will be back together again."

She groans.

"Three months is not three days."

"I'll be coming over on weekends or you can come here for sleepovers."

My crib would be perfect for sleepovers. It's warm and cozy. Not too big, not too small, just the perfect size.

She pulls me in a hug and rests her head on my shoulder.

"Then don't make any new best friends. Because I will kill them and you'll have to visit me in jail."

She pulls away, laughing and pinching my cheek.

I just hope I am making the right decision. Living so far away from home. So far away from my friends and family. I will really miss them. I just hope I don't get home-sick.

I pour myself some of the juice and smile at her.

"This is perfect for the afternoon!"

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We all assemble to drink the sweet juice together after we are done putting things in place. Everything is set to the perfect position.

Two black couches are sitting at the corner with a wooden coffee-table standing in the middle. Under the table is a fluffy rug with black and white stripes slashing across. Dalia bought the rug for me. She has impeccable taste in house decor.

Ren takes a remote and switches on the TV that's mounted on the wall.

But the TV screen doesn't seem to grab my attention as much as the spectacular painting does. I can't stop staring at it.

I look around at each corner of the house. This is exactly how I wanted my crib to look like. It's like a dream come true. I feel a surge of bliss overwhelm me at the thought of living here for the next three months.

I just hope everything goes great.

Ren and Dee leave some few hours later and we wave them goodbye.

Mom and I are walking back to the crib after they are gone when she asks.

"Have those two started dating?"

"They are 'just friends', Mom." I chuckle.

"Liar. It's so clear that those two have feelings for each other. I might be old, baby. But I'm not blind. Atleast not yet. I know love when I see it. And trust me, those two are deep in it."

She tosses herself on the couch, looking at me with those beautiful brown eyes of hers.

I don't want to admit it because it's not my secret to spill but I know what she's saying is true.

I know Ren and Dee have feelings for each other. Deep feelings for that matter. They just keep on fighting and fighting and it's like... The more they fight, the stronger their feelings get.

But I know they would never date each other. They both don't do the "Dating" thing and Ren sees Dee as the "sister" he never had. And she sees him like another brother. Atleast that's what they both say.

Mom sits up and stretches her floral dress. She gazes at me with this serious look on her face.

"It's just so sad..." She mutters. "Amira got married the other day. And now it feels like, you and your internship got married too. Now I'm all alone. Without my two favorite babies."

I smile and cup her face.

"I'm still here, Mom. I'm still here for you. You can stop by any time you feel like."

She touches my cheek.

"I just don't want you so far away from me."

It's like I'm repeating the whole conversation I just had with Dee.

"But you'll be fine, right?" She asks in concern, her eyes heavy with worry.

"Ofcourse, Mom. I'll be more than fine."

"Call me whenever you need anything!" She demands. "Even when you don't need anything, just call me and tell me about your day and what you had for lunch and who dissed or pissed you. Just call me."

This wonderful woman cares for me so much it makes me emotional sometimes.

She stands and takes her handbag from the couch. I grab it and help her carry it instead.

I walk her outside to the parking lot where we exchange an emotional hug.

"Don't forget to call me, baby!"

I hug her so tight she can't breathe.

"I love you, Mom."

She pulls away and pecks me before sliding into her car.

"I love you more."

Goodbyes suck!

****

Back in the house, I take off my clothes and slide into the shower.

The bathroom is nothing extraordinary. No bathtubs. No jacuzzi. Just a shower and a tap. But I like it simple like that. Or maybe, it's just that I can't afford a luxurious one.

So I'm taking what my bank account allows.

The cold shower gets rid of all the sweat and exhaustion from the day. I slide into a pair of pajamas and toss my hair in a messy bun.

After shutting the bedroom window, I stand there enjoying the picturesque view of the sun setting on the horizon.

Breathtaking and Beautiful!

I already love this town!

After that little moment, I draw the curtains feeling mesmerized by this little bedroom of mine. A cozy bed set in the middle with a grey duvet spread neatly.

Just near the bed is the closet with neatly hung clothes, most of which Dee helped to fold and arranged.

The shoe rack is filled up with flats and sneakers, heels taking a small fraction. Obviously. The only reason I have heels on the rack is because I need them for work. To look official like my job requires.

I switch off the lights in my bedroom and walk to the living room.

This is the perfect time to watch Grey's Anatomy. My comfort show. It helps me wind off and relax when I feel tired and anxious. And tonight is that night for me. It's going to be a big day tomorrow and I'm a little tensed about that. The show is my cure.

The medical series is medicine to my soul.

I curl my feet on the couch, cup of coffee in my hand when the worst happens.

I can't believe this is happening now.

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