Mistaken Identity

Chapter 30 Poem

One week later

It was Friday and my favorite day. It was the day I usually went home and watch movie knowing I'm not

going to work the next morning. To say I enjoyed it here is an understatement I loved it here and I want

to I really do. I loved it here, I've become attached. Cloudy had the pups two days ago and things were

wonderful. I'm a grandma, although I know I'm not able to touch them because they're too young.

There were five of them, two boys and three girls. Most of them shared Grey's grey color. They were

beautiful.

Alexander hadn't paid me 'Pay' as yet, in fact we haven't even seen much of each other since our

'accident'. He was really busy with a big deal and I didn't want to bother him too much so I spent most

days playing with Henrique. I've also became attracted to the baby. Who wouldn't he was a bundle of

joy and just the thought that Alliyah left him made me angry how could she not see that he's an angel.

No my sister only cared about herself. She left Henrique and didn't think about the consequences of

this child not having a mother when growing up? She didn't about the consequences when she hurt Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

me, no she didn't. I know they say you should forgive and forget but it was so damn hard. Have you

ever felt torn in pieces, my own identical sister slept with my fiancé and his father. Yep, not one but

both. Who does that? An evil person. A person who don't think about the consequences and to top it all

off she slept with the father two days before the wedding. The wife found out and well you know the

rest.

I sighed, I hated my past and I guess it kind of made me who i am now. Without all those bad

experience I don't think I'd be as strong as I am if all those bad things never happened.

The door bell rang. I got up to answer it because Ms. Wilson wasn't here she was with her family that

needed her more than ever know since her mother was on her last leg.

I opened the door to see a delivery man. "How may I help you sir?" I asked the man.

"A delivery for Ms. Bisson." He said with a smile. I flinched as I saw his teeth, they were not at all clean.

I tried my best to return his smile. "I'm Ms. Bisson. What do you have for me?"

"I have this envelop and his box, please sign here." He handed me the clip board, I quickly sign and

said goodbye to him.

I carried the box to the living room where Henrique was sleep peacefully on the couch. I sat and

opened the envelop.

Your eyes reminds me of the moon,

It shines so bright even through dark weather

And maybe that's why I'm writing this letter.

In the box you'll find a dress

Fix up your hair and please look your best

Because tonight I'll be taking you out....

Lol, I flunk Literature so I'm not that good at Poetry. Be ready by 7. Don't worry about Henrique I'll

someone watch him for us.

Xoxox,

Alex

OMG, he wrote me a poem, yes, it's cheesy but at least he tried. I smile at the thought. I look down at

the box. I tore it opened with eager hands. When it was opened I saw a red cocktail dress. It looked

good. I smile. He has taste. I also spot a red heels in the corner, it was dashing. He knew so much but

so little about me. Red is my favorite color and wonder how he knew. I don't remember telling

him.