Standing by the balcony of a residential flat, a girl in her early twenties was gawking at the Christmas lights. Her elegant face forced a smile, seeing the busy streets of Monroe City. Her blue eyes gleamed, visualizing how happy she would have been with her father and grandmother. For a moment, it reminded her of how her father had practically disowned her, how her stepsister took her father's attention from her, and how the same person stole the affection of the man she had loved for two years. Samantha Davis made one mistake, and it led to her downfall. Not even her grandmother's pleading was enough to revive her standing within the Davis household. The pain of being dragged outside her own home came rushing back, and it warranted a tear to fall down her cheek. She sniffed away her sadness and wiped the wetness on her delicate face. Her nose flared, and she sighed. "Grandma, I miss you." She looked up at the heavens and said, "Mom, I wished you did not leave me." Her moth

"Take it, Sam," Samantha heard her grandmother say on the other line. Naturally, she told her grandmother about the opportunity presented, calling Matilda Davis first thing in the morning. From the balcony of their humble flat, Samantha looked past buildings and other structures, feeling her heart drumming against her ribcage. She gulped as she questioned herself, "Am I ready for this, grandma?" "Yes, you are, Sam! And I get to finally see you in person!" Samantha heard her grandmother cry before adding, "I'm getting old, Sam, and I miss my granddaughter so much! I've been yearning to see you for so many years." "Take it, Sam. Take it!" Matilda suggested for the very last time. "Show your father that you have done well for yourself, even without his help! Sam... it's time to return." "Okay, grandma... I will," said Samantha in her gentle tone. Despite the unpleasant parting she had with her father, somehow, deep inside of her, Samantha wished he would one day accept her back. Af

11:00 AM at Braeton International Airport. "Kenzie, what are you looking around for?" Samantha asked her little girl as they were walking outside the arrivals area. Like Samantha, Kenzie had blonde hair, except hers was long and straight. She had a beautiful angelic face, blue eyes, and pink lips. Since they arrived, Kenzie had been restless, constantly eyeing every man that went past them. Hearing her mother call for her, she ran to reach for her hand and asked, "Mommy? Is Daddy picking us up?" Samantha instantly felt a lump in her throat. She turned to her aunt, who was holding Kyle, and she literally saw how Diana rolled her eyes. Kyle, her son, seemed to also be waiting for her answer. "Your - your dad is on a business trip! That's right." She shifted their attention to the door and announced, "Oh, look! There is a familiar face we want to see! It's grandma Matilda!" With gleaming eyes, Kenzie was the first to run outside, and it resulted in Samantha to follow her speedy

"Ready?" Kyle asked his sister. "Ready!" Confirmed Kenzie. While the twins were about to enter the CEO's office without permission, Samantha was explaining to John Garcia her situation. A hiss left John's lips, and he said, "You see Miss Davis - " The sound of the children trying to push the door opened alerted John that he got up from his seat, "Kids! No! Don't do that!" "Why is this door so heavy!" Complained Kyle as he was pushing with his might! "Urggghhh!" Kenzie grunted while helping her brother. Sadly, no matter how hard they pushed, the door would not budge. Samantha rushed in their direction and said, "Guys! What are you doing? Are you trying to get me in trouble?!" Walking behind her was John. He said, "It's okay. When Mr. Wright is in a meeting, the door can only be opened from the inside." He pointed to the security system by the side and said, "See that? That's high technology." The frown on the twins' faces became evident. Kenzie shook her head at his bro

"I'd like to enroll my kids, please," said Samantha to the registration office of the North Bright Academy. She handed the check as payment, together with the enrollment form of her twins, plus the online evaluation her kids had taken long before they moved to Braeton. The academy offered an online discussion and assessment, facilitated live by one of their teachers, as an option for students who are enrolling from other cities. This was the primary reason Samantha chose the North Bright Academy. She noticed how the lady in charge was taken aback by the paper in her hand, and the same woman stood up to make a phone call a few meters away from the counter where Samantha patiently waited. When the lady returned, Samantha was told, "Miss Davis, you can take the children to their teacher. They are both assigned to K1 Kindness. A teacher assistant will be with you shortly to accompany you." "When you return, the principal would like to speak to you," said the lady from the school's r