Crashed

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"How are my babies doing tonight?" This is our 9th videocall today. He just cant stop calling us since he always wants to check up on us. My sweet man. "We're fine daddy" "Aww I love that" he pouted I laughed at his reaction. "So how was your work? Is it done yet? The mistake on the site?" because I missed you so much already. "Not yet baby. But we are nearly there dont worry." "Hmmkay baby. I have to sleep now it's 10 in the evening already." "Alrighty babe. Goodnight to you and to our angel. Iloveyousomuch" I smiled. "Iloveyoumore" 3rd day came without Ambrose here with us. I dont have much work to do now. Maybe I can go have some walk and buy some things I need. I decided to have my nails done since it was a month ago since I let someone touch my nails. Then I also bought some maternity clothes because why not. I have been repeating my maternity clothes more often and it bores me already. Aww, this was the life I had back then when I was not yet carrying an angel. While Ambrose is away, I enjoyed my freedom and my independence. I can only have this kind of time when he is away so I have so indulge the moment. I decided to buy him some clothes. I want to surprise him with gift. I do hope he likes this. But, he is an appreciative man. He will like these. I went to a cafe to sit down a bit because it is so tiring walking while I have this watermelon and the things I shopped on my hands. Im a little bit sweaty. If Ambrose is here, he will be hating looking at my sweaty face because he doesn't want me tired. I miss him so much. I like the name of this cafe. French Toast. Just like my name. A French word. When I was about to exit the cafe, I bumped in to a not so tall man. Maybe I was about on his shoulders. I nearly spilled my Fruit shake on him. Thank God I didnt. "Im sorry that was so clumsy." "No it's fine miss. I was not really looking on my way. Or you're just to small I can't even see." he said. Wow how arrogant. I raised my eyebrow while I look at him. "Excuse me?" "Just kidding miss. I'll take the blame. Be careful next time your angel might be hurt. Ciao" Hmm.... I am really tired walking thank goodness it was easy to enter the elevator. Not a crowd again. I was surprised Amelia was inside our apartment...crying. "Oh Amelia, you're here. Sorry I went outside to pamper myself and buy some stuffs for us here. By the way why are you here? And... Why are you crying?" "Soleil, dear..." she sobs and continued talking. "Ambrose, while on his way home here... his car crashed." she said. It was not that easy to sink in. I stared at her. I dont know what to feel. I cant even speak or move. Amelia is crying. Probably it's not a joke or a prank. I cant move. Why.... what happened... My ambrose...
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