it turned out that she was happily settled in her life with the man of her choice, the least he could do was offer his support and friendship.
When he slipped the wrapping paper off the package his mother brought for him, it was to see a frame d photo she’d taken on the night of his prom. His fingers glided over the glass, which covered a smiling couple. He and Selene. It was a picture of their 18-year-old selves. Just a few days before he’d told her of his plans for his immediate future.
He felt his muscles tightened in readiness.
It was time to go visit Selene again.
Chapter Five
Selene strode across the pavement, dodging pedestrians as she made her way to her apartment.
She sighed .
Yet another job hunt that didn’t worked out.
Having abandoned all hope of finding a job in her own field, Selene was now ready to grab any opportunity that came her way. But luck, it appeared, wasn’t in her favor. The interviewer had made it abundantly clear that he didn’t think she stood a chance among the candidates who’d applied for the position of manager at a fashion boutique.
As she clim bed up the stairs to her second-floor apartment, Selene wondered if she would ever find anything. The economy was weak, sluggish. Work was slow, and employers were becoming choosier. It was getting hard for her to figure out what to do with the time she had on her hands. Selene had always been an active person. And now, she had no work and too much time. Jamie’s visit last weekend had cheered her up. Her sister wasn’t gung ho about the whole surrogacy thing but she’d been supportive enough to go to one birth and pregnancy class with her. There she’d met Heather Lovey, a woman who was excited to be having a baby. Selene could read the skepticism in Heather’s eyes when she’d told her that she was a surrogate, but things went smoothly between them after that. It was like they just clicked with each other.
Having Jamie around, even for a short time, was such fun, in spite of everything that was going on. But now she was alone again.
After dumping her bag on the counter, she picked up the pregnancy book she’d bought from a secondhand bookshop. It had been a while since she’d held a book in her hands, always opting to buy an interracial or multicultural romance story with 1-click at Amazon. Her staples were authors like Brenda Jackson, Dez Burke, Sienna Mynx, and Delaney Diamond. She’d discovered some other authors recently and was sure to add books by Mallory Monroe, Ancelli and Lena Hart on her automatic buy lists. But she’d happened upon the bookshop while she’d been scouting for a job, and found the book. It had been a marvelous help, telling her all the things she should expect now that she was expecting. She’d just completed her first trimester but her belly wasn’t even showing yet. She’d been in good shape before the pregnancy, and the doctor had told that her belly might not start bulging until the end of the fourth month.
By reading up on it, Selene was aware of what was happening inside her body. Even though she knew she wasn’t going to keep this baby, she was starting to get excited about it herself. Whenever she went to the pharmacy to refill her prenatal vitamins, she would take a quick peek into the baby aisle and wonder about how different it would be if she was married to Triston and this child was going to be their own. She’d watched a couple of documentaries on difficult births and always cried in the end when everything turned out to be fine. She was a lot more emotional when she watched movies. Her appetite was slowly increasing and the nausea had all but vanished.
If only she could find a job. Other than the sword of unemployment hanging on her head, life was good. This month’s utility bills were paid and tomorrow she was going to deposit a payment on her college loan. If the money kept coming in like this, she’d be able to get it completely paid off, sooner