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You've fallen for me,
Though the beginning started coincidentally for us.
At first, I never knew this would be love, even in my dreams,

But it is.

-You've Fallen For Me

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As Kale left, Musa went back to sorting out her files. He was an interesting man, seemed innocent enough, but she felt like he was hiding something. She hoped that she'd find out his secret soon-but she knew it wasn't good to be nosy. Taking Rhythm and putting him in her lap, she watched him play with her stapler and sighed. Though Rhythm was still so young, he understood that he didn't have a father, and that was what hurt Musa the most. It was her fault he didn't have a father. She refused to date no matter how many times Layla had asked her or pointed out that there was no way she was going to let Musa stay single mom forever. Musa always argued that she was alright with it, when in fact she wasn't.

She thought about Riven nearly everyday.

Though she knew he had his own life going on, she couldn't help but think about him.

What would it have been like if Musa had told Riven that she was pregnant? Would they be together? Or would Riven yell at her and tell her to abort the baby? When she first had Rhythm, she was deathly scared, and only managed to survive with Layla's help. She wanted this baby-she knew she did, but she also wanted Riven too.

But in the end, she chose Rhythm.

Biting her lip, she awoke from her thoughts as Layla stepped in.

"AUNTIE LAYLA!" Rhythm screamed, leaping off Musa's lap and running over to Layla.

Layla laughed, picking him up and swinging him. "How's my favourite boy?" She asked, pinching his nose. Rhythm laughed, and Musa smiled-Rhythm was all she had now. He was so important to her, and she knew she made the right decision in choosing him. Looking up at Layla, her eyes widened as she pulled out three bags and dropped them on Musa's desk. "Lay-what-what the heck is this?" She asked, almost scared, as she saw all the brand-name labels. She didn't dare spend that much on clothes, especially when she was raising a child by herself and managing her own business.

"Your dresses. Remember, we have a date with the Winx girls and the Redfountain boys."

"Layla!"

Layla just shook her head and pulled out a simple black dress. It was bunched up at the bottom in a flower-like fashion, which Musa recognized as a taffeta gown. It cut at the knee, and wasn't too flashy, but had little white crystals lining the white hem. Musa was in love with it at once-Layla really knew her style. It reminded her of the night sky, one of her favourite landscapes in the world. "This would look amazing on you, paired up with black chucks to match your hair, and a silver necklace." Musa just rolled her eyes, though she was excited about the new clothes, while Layla pulled out her dress, a stunning silvery-purple number that trailed on the ground in a sophisticated mermaid style. "We are going to go together, and there is no question about it."

"What about Rhythm?" Musa asked shakily, already nervous.

"Daycare for the day. He doesn't mind, and besides, it's about time he got out to meeting new friends. I mean, you've been regretting not sending him to preschool, right? Well, this is his chance!"

"Layla-"

"Trust me girl, you need this. You're hot. You're gorgeous. You're talented. And all you're missing is a guy."

Musa looked at her for a long time, before shaking her head.

"Just this time," she replied reluctantly, as Layla flashed her a beaming smile. She'd already known that Musa was already going to say yes, all she needed was an affirmation. Twisting a lock of her dark hair, Musa wondered how she'd let her best friend pull her into this. Groaning, she realized the extent of what Layla had said, and realized her mistake."By the way, I don't need a guy to fulfill my dreams!" Musa yelled back at her, frowning.

"Well, you sure as heck need this guy," Her friend retorted, beaming at her.

Musa, however, was still unsure as to whether she'd made the right decision.