Billionaire, Let's Divorce!

AUTHOR'S POV

"Do you want me to go in with you?" Dennis asked as he squatted before Amie.

Amie shook her head, a smile on her face. "I'm fine, dad. I can go in on my own."

Though she was scared. It's been so long and she didn't know if her still remembered her, but she didn't want her dad to be worried. Besides he had to go to work she couldn't let him stay back in school with her because she knew it was something he could do. Dennis had glimpsed the uncertainty in Amie's eyes before she smoothly covered it up with a smile. He was going to call her out, but he stopped at the last minute.

"She probably needs to handle this herself," he thought to himself.

So instead, he pressed a kiss to her forehead. "Make sure you take your food, okay?" She bobbed her head, her smile still in place. "And if you need anything, go to the principal and ask him to call me, or your mom, okay? "Yes, daddy. I will."

He removed a strand of hair from her face. "Be a good girl, okay?"

"I will, daddy."

He heaved a sigh and finally said his goodbyes, praying that she'd be okay.

Amie waved until her dad was out of the school's parking lot.

She stood before the large building of her school that now looked menacing. She wondered how many students would be there. What will they say when they see her? What if no one recognizes her?

She squeezed her eyes shut, putting a halt to the train of questions. "Just go in and get your answers," she whispered to herself. Then she walked to the building.

She stood awkwardly at the door, peering at the students that stood around at their lockers, talking among themselves.

She sighed happily. She missed all of this. The assignments, the lockers, how they'd race one other to the cafeteria, clutching their lunch boxes and so many more. She missed it all.

She took a deep breath, preparing herself for whatever would happen. Just as she took a step forward, she heard a scream.

"Amie!" One of her friends screamed ecstatically when he saw her at the door and a bunch of her school friends rushed towards her.

Amie immediately felt at ease. They didn't forget her and they were still her friends.

"Amie, you're back!"

"How're you?"

"It's been so long, we missed you."

"I miss you Amie, gimme a hug."

Those who attended the party asked when she was going to throw another party. They talked and laughed, telling Amie stories of the interesting occurrences while she was absent. When the bell rang, they all walked to their class.

As they took one class after another, Amie was happy that she was learning again. Each teacher beamed at her and welcomed her. "If there's anything you don't understand and need help with, do not hesitate to come to me," they all said, but in different sentence structures.

When the bell for lunch time was rung, they raced each other to the cafeteria like old times. They tasted one another's food and ate to their fill. Afterward, they went to play.

It was Amie's turn on the swing. While she pushed herself up the sir, her friend who was waiting for her turn asked, "Amie, how does it feel to have two daddies?"

The swing slowed as Amie did the same. She frowned, "Two daddies? I don't have two daddies," she said.

The girl frowned. "But you do. Tell me, it's cool, right? Do they both buy you ice cream and toys?"

Another beamed. "You must have so many toys, Amie."

Amie's frown deepened as she grew more confused. "What are you guys saying? I only have one daddy. He dropped me off this morning."

The girl that started the discussion frowned. "But I heard my mom say you have two dads," the girl said, recalling when she'd heard her mom tell her friend.

The other girl confirmed, "Yes. I heard my mom say it to my dad too."

"Oh. I'll ask my mom then," was all

Amie said. All through the remainder of the day, that was what occupied Amie's mind. She couldn't stop wondering how it was possible to have two dads. Does that mean my mom has two husbands? She thought.

When Ana comes to pick her up after school closed, she hopped into the seat and gives her mom a hug.

"Tell me about your day," Ana said as she drove out of the school, recalling how Ana used to tell her how her day went while she drove them home. "Mummy, how many husbands do you have?"

"What?" Ana frowned, taken aback. She wondered what topic was thought to have aroused that question.

"Do you have two husbands?"

Ana laughed. "What are you saying, Amie?"

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"What? No," Ana forced a laugh. "I don't have two husbands."

"Then why would they say I have two daddies?"

"I don't know. Why did they say you have two dads?"

"They said they heard their moms say it."

Ana nodded slowly. "Which of your friends said this?"

Amie mentioned their full names.

Ana nodded, then she smiled at Amie. "Don't listen to them, okay? They must have heard wrong."

"Both of them?"

"Yes, sweetheart."

Once Amie had her afternoon nap, Ana searched for the number of these moms. Thankfully, two of them were Amie's close friends so she had both of their numbers. They had exchanged contacts during one of Amie's parties.

"Hello!" the first one she called said into the phone.

"Good afternoon, ma'am." Ana then began telling the woman why she called.

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"I don't mean to lecture you but you should be careful what you say when your kids are around. Amie's been worried all day, wondering how come she has two dads."

There was a brief silence. Ana heard whispers, then the woman cleared her throat. "I'm sorry that upset you and worried Amie."

"Thank you." She hesitated for a minute then, "Where did you hear the news from?" She asked.

"The news is pretty much everywhere already, Mrs Dennis."

To Ana's surprise, the second mom said the exact same thing.