"I love you," she sighed, wrapped in his embrace. Everything finally felt right, like they had finally found everything they needed...
"And as I was saying, we cannot base our decisions on whether the press will like it or not," Dr. Arya Wetsworth argued, sitting at a long table with ten other highly reputable doctors.
"How about we come back to this on Thursday's meeting?" the head of directors asked, sitting at the far side of the table, opposite Arya.
Murmured agreements rang out and everyone was dismissed. Arya remained seated, taking her cell phone out of her pocket to check for messages. There was only one, from Kyle, telling her he couldn't pick up Willow from school.
Our Willow. It's been twenty three years, and I till love this man the same as when I married him.
Rising from the table, she left the Board of Directors meeting. Over the years Arya's career had grown, and now she was one of many doctors charged with running the hospitals of San Francisco. It was the height of her career, and she loved it. Not as much as she loved her family though. Kyle and her had two beautiful children. Collin, their oldest, was twenty three and in the military, although he was home on rotation. It had been on their wedding night Arya had gotten pregnant, and she never regretted it. Collin took after both of them, taking his father's love of the military and his mothers love of medicine and becoming a medic with the marines.
Their second child, Willow, was a little more rebellious from the family. She looked more like her mother, but shared no interests with either of her parents. Their sixteen year old's interest was in her art, particularly painting. After much begging they had registered her in the Art Academy in the city, but it was a constant battle between her and Kyle. Willow didn't want to take university, or study anything academic. She just wanted to paint.
Arya texted Collin, asking her son to pick up his little sister from her school. She also advised that her best friend, Nicki, would probably be with her and it was alright for the other girl to come over. While Nicki was two years ahead of Willow and in her last year of the Academy, the two had been friends since second grade, and Arya loved that Willow had someone so close.
After texting her son she sent out a text to her two favorite girls, Serena and Katerina, asking if they wanted to grab coffee after work.
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