Sienna
6 Years Later:
1pm. I exhaled and dropped my pen as soon as the alarm rang.
It was time for my lunch date with the girls.
I walked into my private office bathroom while massaging my wrists. Another work day, but one so fulfilling Inwas glad to spend the rest of the day relaxing.
Gone were the days where I used to cower and bow to my employer. I had been through hell and back, and now, I had succeeded.
As I wiped my face with the warm towel left by my assistant Jodie, I saw my dark eyes twinkle. I looked away from my reflection in the mirror. I still could never stop thinking about the past, about how I was treated as a witch. About my sister Gemma, and my parents. And about thag strange man, my mate who I had slept with.
I wondered if things were different now. I didn't usually think about them. I would often work harder to distract myself. But now, as a renowned fashion designer kf the brand Daisy, it was inevitable that I confronted my own thoughts once again.
I left the office while giving orders.
Now I drove a sleek car, spacious and elegant. Outside people envied me, even hated me for how I had become so rich and powerful.
If only they knew that I had fought for this, bled for this, nearly even died on the delivery bed for this.
I glance at the hanging charm in the car, crafted by the triplets. Each of my little pups bore a charm to themselves.
Caleb's was green: stable, thriving. Charles' was red, passionate even at his young age. And my darling Cleo's charm was a pastel blue.
My lips tilted into a smile before I knew it.
As I arrived at the restaurant, my two best friends were already there.
Betty was on a call while Ama sipped her coffee with relish. She spotted me first, her eyes lighting up and she stood to greet me.
"Hey, Daisy," she sing-singed and I laughed.
"Truly, Ama, you don't have to call m that all the time." I said as I sat. I had told them my real name (my first name at least) five years ago. I had owed them that much after the way they had helped me. From the beginning of my pregnancy until I gave birth, though it was hell, it would have meant death if I didn't have my two friends. Of course I had to be honest with them. To a point, at least.
I frowned slightly at the strong scent of seafood from the next table but didn't say a thing. Neither of them still knew what I was, they couldn't even imagine it if I hinted at them.
With them being humans, I knew this was unavoidable. I was already open enough. No need for me to trigger the end kf our friendship as we knew it.
The ever-present pang in my chest intensified just for a few moments. I always felt it, more so whenever I thought of my children and how I had taken them from our kin.
"Hey, Sienna!" Betty had ended the call and sat across from me while I ordered an iced tea and some sandwiches. She, now the owner of the same restaurant she had worked at for nearly five years, now held a position far greater than her previous expectations. "What's up?" She asked.
I chuckled, "I'm alright. I need to pick up the kids soon."
"Of course," Betty smiled toothily. "How are my babies anyway?"
"They're grown up now, causing chaos," I quipped. Three of us burst into laughter.
Ama piped up, "Do be careful though, Sienna. There's a bug going around, a strain of the flu. I've already dealt with five cases myself this week."
I nodded, agreeing openly. However silently, I thought that my triplets had never had such diseases. They affected only humans so I wouldn't be too worried.
"I'll keep an eye on them. Also, I need a favour," I tapped my fingernails on the edge of the table where I sat. "Ive got a gala to attend next weekend. If you're free, I'd need your help in watching the three troublemakers."
"Oh, I can't. We're booked on that weekend. It's a holiday and you know what that means," Betty spoke up, albeit hesitantly.
"I'll watch them. I have a free weekend," Ama offered.
"Sorry for taking up your free time, Ama," I said, feeling slightly guilty even while I nodded in agreement. As a resident doctor she had very little time to spare and now had to look after the triplets for the sake of my networking opportunities.
"Oh, come on. Don't apologize. She's the lucky one," Betty scoffed openly, though a smile lingered on the corner of her lips. "I wish I had that free time. If I could I'd have my three babies live with me for at least a week. Too bad I've got the restaurant to look after."
"Too bad, B. Get yourself a capable manager," Ama stuck her tongue out. Betty rolled her eyes and I chuckled, unable to help the mirth that rose up.
I felt gratitude well up inside me. Somehow I felt like my prayers tk find my place among the humans had been answered. I had endured a lot. For nearly a year I had been pregnant and searched for better opportunities. For two years I had endured stress and started up a new job, one that led me to my current path as a fashion designer, all while I took care of my three little ones.
Once I established my brand, things took off. I was cautious to not let my real identity spread too far and instead let the work speak for itself. It was enough to get me through doors I never thought I would.
Human society was undeniably loud, cruel and free. But I had adapted to the best of my abilities.
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