Molly smiled. “So she’s getting discharged! Since you’re home alone, why don’t you bring Ms. Winters back home for a few days, Mrs. Clinton? She can keep you company, and I can continue cooking for the both of you.”
Tiffany immediately said, “Molly, you’re really the best!”
Amelia thought of how Oscar had not come back for almost a month. It would be good to bring Tiffany home for her to take care of her, so she had no objections either.
After she brought Tiffany back to the downtown apartment she shared with Oscar, Tiffany could not stop singing her praises at the luxurious and cozy apartment. “Amelia, this is like a palace while my house is like a kennel!”
Amelia brought her things upstairs and smiled. “You have three bedrooms in your apartment, which is plenty for one person. However, you’re so intense when you begin writing that you might not even recognize your own mother, let alone clean up your house. That’s why your house resembles a pigsty.”
“Precisely!” Tiffany agreed while giving her a thumbs up.
“Alrighty, stop fooling around. I asked Molly to prepare the guest room for you. Is it to your liking?” Amelia opened up the door to the guest room and welcomed her into the room.
Tiffany walked in to see that the entire room was decked out in pink, just like a room fit for a little princess.
“Amelia, I’m a grown adult. I’m shuddering at the princess vibes in this room.” Tiffany shivered in disgust at the color scheme.
Sighing softly, Amelia explained helplessly, “Of course I didn’t decorate this room. It’s all Oscar’s doing, as his dream woman likes pink. I’m just paid to play the role of his wife, and I have no right to speak up at all.”
Tiffany was not shocked either and said, “Oscar is so weird; you’re probably the only one that can stand him.”
Amelia shrugged her shoulders and said, “Are you trying to say that I’m more abnormal than he is?”
Tiffany ignored her.
Amelia patted her shoulders. “Seems like you’ve recovered from the accident just nice. You’re even teasing me now.”
Tiffany tossed her bag on the bed and plopped herself down, stretching out like an octopus. She said, “Now that I’ve escaped the brink of death, I’m a changed woman. I used to focus on writing, and all I did in the past was to discuss the plots with the editors, and I had no social life at all. Yes, I made a lot of money, but I wasted so much of my youth. I’ve decided from now on, half of my time will be on my work while the other half will be on traveling and taking care of you and the baby.”
Amelia lay down next to her and smiled. “You’ve finally come to your senses? Previously, every time I asked you to go to the bar or club with me, you’d say that it was a waste of time. Now that you’ve finally thought it through, you can hang out with me at the clubs!”
Tiffany glanced at her and said, “Babe, have you forgotten that you’re no longer alone now? You’re still thinking about going to the clubs? Do you want my unborn godson or goddaughter to get all the bad habits before he or she is even born?”
Amelia rolled around on the bed and said, “With a godmother like you, I guess it won’t be that easy to lead your godson or goddaughter astray.”
Like her friend, Tiffany rolled around on the bed before commenting, “This pink bed is really not the most comfortable.”
“Hey, at least you get to play princess for a while. Just bear with it,” Amelia said casually. “Look at you, you could have been a princess, but you turned your house into a pigsty. I think you must have been spending too much time with only words.”
Tiffany then looked at her with a vague smile, “Babe, you’re more than four months pregnant, and you’re already showing. Shouldn’t you confirm your relationship with Oscar? Look at him! Each business trip lasts for a whole month. Who knows if he’s really out on business or if he’s just sleeping around? If he’s so bent on getting a divorce, then it’s best that you leave him sooner. I think that he’s an a**hole that won’t acknowledge this child anyway.”
Amelia stared at the ceiling listlessly.
“Amelia, don’t blame me for being straightforward. When a man completely disregards you and decorates a home based on his ex-girlfriend’s taste, this shows that he does not care for you at all. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been so tactless. I’ve nearly fallen off the cliff of life, and I’ve had some thoughts about life. Honestly, as long as we’re alive, the material things are really not that important,” Tiffany said earnestly.
Amelia merely listened to her quietly.
Tiffany shoved her lightly, “Babe, are you listening to me?”
Amelia’s eyes were still glued to the ceiling, and just when Tiffany thought she was going to remain silent, she said, “Tiff, Oscar called me three days ago to tell me that he’ll be back in two days. I think I’ll be signing the divorce agreement very soon.”
“You can’t bear to leave him?”
Amelia glanced at her and said, “I’ve been married to him for four years and I’m pregnant with his child now. Can’t I just reminiscence for a while?”
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