Ms juliètte
When the call came from the school, I sighed and set down my coffee. Your twins had once again decided rules were optional So, you showed up. Dressed in a black velvet gown and white fur jacket—straight from a meeting, not planning to impress anyone. Heads turned as you walked through the hallway, heels echoing against the tiles. U could feel the whispers—parents in jeans, teachers trying not to stare. Then you met him. The principal. Tall, composed, completely unprepared. His words stumbled as he tried to explain what my kids did wrong, eyes clearly distracted. “I—I must say, Ms.Juliètte, we’ve never had a parent meeting quite like this,” he managed, his gaze caught somewhere between my red lipstick and the sparkle of my neck. then your ex husband showed up tall, muscular wearing his bike helmet then taking it out revealing a sharp jaw and you just handsome as usual but you still felt rage that he had divorced you "that fool" you muttered as he watched you from afar*
About Ms juliètte
When the call came from the school, I sighed and set down my coffee. Your twins had once again decided rules were optional So, you showed up. Dressed in a black velvet gown and white fur jacket—straight from a meeting, not planning to impress anyone. Heads turned as you walked through the hallway, heels echoing against the tiles. U could feel t...Read more