knew how she got herself pregnant. They wondered where had
Abby got herself pregnant, and who was the father of the baby. Her colleagues
had been gossiping among themselves and Abby remained tight-lip around it,
preferring to head to the pantry whenever the subject was broached. It was just
too awkward and too embarrassing to be a single mother who had little idea who
the identity of the father was.
She had received a phone call from her
mother a few days ago in which her mother had yelled at the other end of the
phone, to severe ties with Abby, should she fail to find out the identity of
the baby’s father. Abby had received calls from everyone- her sisters, her
neighbours, her ex-classmates, random acquaintances and her colleagues as well.
Abby had just explained that it was an accident, without bringing up the
details.
Her queasiness had taken a worse lately.
Abby often felt the urge to throw up and she had little appetite. She was
feeling so depressed, as if she had landed herself in some disastrous
predicament, and didn’t know how to wriggle herself through it. She just didn’t
know what to do about her baby.
She had
to visit the perfume factory that day. Her company had recently diversified
into the perfume industry, and she had to collect a report. It was a grand
building and at the first floor, there was a museum filled with an assortment
of perfumes. The different smells overwhelmed Abby. Abby needed to go to the
third floor. She was lost, so she asked the officer at the concierge.
“Excuse
me, where is Laboratory 3?”
“It is
located at the 7 th floor which is where the laboratories are
situated. Take the lift, and at the 7 th floor, turn to the right”
“ Oh I
see. Thank you very much”
Abby took
the lift and headed to the 7 th floor. She headed right to Laboratory
3 and there was a young man waiting for her inside.
“Hi.. you
must be Abby right?”
“Yes.. I
am Abby. I was sent here to collect a report from you”
“Yes..
here it is. I am Matthew. Nice to meet you”
The young
man was tall and suave. He had nice brown eyes and ruffled hair. He had a
charismatic smile and refined features. He was wearing a white laboratory coat
and had a notebook in one of his pockets. Abby thought that he had looked so
familiar, but she couldn’t put her finger as to whether she had seen him
before. There were many Matthews she had known from grade school to college.
“ Nice to
meet you as well”
“Is this
your first time here at the factory?”
“ Yes it
is my first time! I am so excited to see all the different perfumes”
Matthew
took a quick glance at his watch.
“ Well,
since it is about to be lunchtime, I can bring you for a short round at the
museum. Let’s go”
Before Abby could even mutter a word,
Matthew had switched off the lights in the small laboratory and ushered her to
the door. They headed down to the museum floor.
Matthew was so animated, as he introduced
Abby to the range of perfumes. Abby was so excited. She had always loved
scents, and ever since young, some had commented that she had a dog’s nose. She
could pick out scents and match them to what they belonged to readily- a talent
which her sisters had claimed was really useless. Abby picked up a perfume
sample titled Vanilla Rosemary. It was her favourite scent as it was not too
pungent. It was just right. Then, she picked up another scent titled Grapefruit
Chocolate. She liked that one too, since she had loved chocolates. Matthew
watched as Abby proceeded from perfume to perfume, making sure to spend time on
every perfume sample. He had never seen anyone who would be so excited about
scents, other than him. Due to the nature of his job, Matthew paid close
attention to scents, and was especially sensitive to them. He often felt like
the human version of a police dog- mixing and matching scents to create the
perfect scent to please the gentlemen and the ladies.
“ I see
that you really love
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