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Julia's POVI woke up early this morning feeling determined to get my home back to normal
I went to my wardrobe, picked my clothes and headed for the bathroom
I took a quick shower, dried myself and wore my casual clothes
I was dressed in relaxed jeans and a simple white tee-shirt
I went downstairs and into the kitchen
That's when I remembered that I hadn't picked up Chantal yesterday
I ran upstairs as quickly as I could to get my phone
As soon as I got it, I called the mother of Chantal's friend
She told me that Rosemary had picked up Chantal last night, I thanked her for everything and hung up
Then I called Rosemary
"Hey, girl, how was date yesterday?" She asked and as soon as the words left her mouth, everything came rushing back
I remembered all about yesterday, how Gregory spent the night with Celine and left me all alone
I remained silent, not trusting myself to speak
"Julia? You still there?" Rosemary said
"Um...yeah....what are you doing now?" I decided to change the subject
"Getting Chantal ready for school. Julie, what's going on? What happened yesterday?" She asked, not willing to drop it
"He.." I tried smiling so that I won't cry "he....spent the night with her"
"What?" Rosemary almost yelled
I said nothing
"That son of a..." She paused "sorry, not helping"
"Don't worry, I'm fine" I said, reassuringly
"I'll drop Chantal at her school and I'll be right there"
"Rosemary...." She hung up just when I was going to tell her it wasn't necessary
I decided to make my breakfast and start immediately on my work
I love my job, it takes my mind of everything in the real world
I read materials that clients want to publish and make sure it is accessible to the public
Yup, I'm a proof reader and a writer sometimes
I made toasted bread, fried egg and sausages
I started work while I had breakfast
I finished the 3 texts that were sent to me in 1 and a half hour as 2 out of 3 were tossed
I sent my review to my boss and closed my laptop
I got up to go to the kitchenI did the dishes and went back into the living room
I didn't know what to do, so I got my phone and checked my page
Nothing was new
Few minutes later, Rosemary bust through the door and I regretted giving her a key
Rosemary and Diego both have a spare key to our house
"Calm down girl, I'm not dying" I stated bluntly "do you want to break down the door? "
"Oh" her concerned face shifted to a surprised one "you are not freaking out? "
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