Serene woke up early to ready her children’s belongings. They did not need to bring much, just their essentials. She needed to keep her children away from all the drama that comes with Justin coming into the picture.
Yesterday, she completed all the paperwork to get her children removed from the school’s roll. She felt a little sad because she knew they had already gained friends and enjoyed being in playschool.
Their flight to New York is at 5 PM. She had less than 12 hours ahead of her, but there were still loose ends she needed to clean up.
While her children slept, she gave Mary an early morning call.
“Hello…” the husky voice of a man answered, making Serene knit her brows.
“Kurosawa?” she asked. There was no answer on the other line, but she heard a low cuss. “Give the phone to Mary, please.”
“Shen? What time is it?” Mary asked, half asleep, her voice as husky as Dylan’s. Realizing what’s going on, she groaned and cussed under her breath.
Serene chuckled at her friend’s reaction. She caught her red-handed. Had it been a different time, she would have teased her to death, but she did not have that luxury today. “Yes, it’s me. It’s almost 8 AM, sleepyhead. Uhmm… We’re leaving today. You can pick up the dress at my studio, you still have the key, right?”
“Yes, I do. Shen…” Mary’s voice trailed, but Serene already knew what she wanted to say.
“I’ll call you when we get there. I love you.”
That’s another box ticked in her checklist. The package she ordered arrived at her doorstep at 9 AM on the dot. She inspected the box’s content to make sure that everything got delivered. Inside the box were two sets of children’s clothing, one for a boy and another for a girl, and a set of her — a simple black leggings and a button-down white shirt.
After her children woke up, they had their usual breakfast. She let them play a little before asking their nannies to give them a bath. She gave Vivienne a quick call while the twins bathed.
“Hi, Viv! How’s everything?”
“All good, Ms. Shen. The Upper East Side flat is ready. I’ve also confirmed the flights are all booked for this afternoon. Do you need me to have somebody pick you up?”
“It’s all good. Thank you! Take care of the gallery while I’m gone, yes?”
“You don’t need to ask.”
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