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Elena’s POV:I stood rooted to the ground, unable to digest the words that had come out of Adrian’s mouth.The reason I rejected his proposal back in school was not because he was short and fat but because he was too close of a friend, and I never saw him as a love interest.I never thought I did anything that could spark romance between us.But now, Adrian looked like a complete stranger, but his words made me feel so comfortable.It would be great if I could have him back as a friend to support each other, but I don’t think that’s possible.Ryan had loudly claimed to love me, but Adrian… he claimed to love me quietly enough to wait.I didn’t want to waste his time again.And my father wouldn’t stay put if I were to be seen with Adrian, either.I didn’t need to think too much before responding, “Sorry, but you should give up on me. I have no intention of marrying anytime soon. Find someone else who’ll fit your taste.”I said and walked away quickly.“You’re the only one I have in my

Adrian’s POV:Last night, I was at Miracle Club, with a mask and goggles covering my face.While I was sipping on a cocktail, the waitress on the other side of the table kept asking if I had any special plans for the night.I ignored her and waited until one man came and sat next to me.He was not as tall as me. Not as rich or handsome, either.But he had somehow captured the heart of the girl I had longed for.He was Ryan Miller.He saw the cocktail glasses in front of me and said, “Can I take one?”I nodded.He finished it one go and ticked his tongue a few times. “Tomorrow is going to be a big day in my life.”“Why?” I calmly asked, taking a sip of alcohol.“I’m going to get a promotion and become the vice manager of the company,” he smiled. “My salary is going to go from 70K to 115K. Can you imagine that?”“That’s a big jump.”“It wasn’t easy. I had to sleep with my boss’ wife whenever she wanted,” he responded.I was surprised enough that I wasn't able to swallow the wine for a f

I left the mall as fast as I could.I just didn’t want to be in that same building.But the tears would not stop.I did not stop.I called for a taxi and quickly entered it.“Take me to Lucia’s Cafe.”The driver saw my face and asked, “Is everything alright?”“Just go,” I said.He handed me a couple of tissue papers. I took them in a rush and just put them on my eyes.The person I had planned to spend my life together with… turned out to be a player. How could I not see him for who he is?I felt stupid and angry at myself for letting Ryan into my life.A few minutes later.I got to the cafe.Lucia took one look at my swollen eyes and did not say anything. She just wrapped me in one of her arms.“Whatever has happened,” she said, whispering, “it’s going to be okay.”I tried to hide my pain because I didn’t want to disturb Lucia’s work, but the cafe table replayed Ryan’s smile.Every time I blinked, his smile and his act of feeding some other woman a chocolate and the same line he fed t

I couldn’t focus on work ever since the driver showed up.My eyes kept looking at the clock, waiting for it to turn to the tenth hour.Ryan arrived at ten on the dot.I talked with Lucia, and she gave me 500 dollars. She had given me this job when I told her I had nowhere to go. So I have worked here since then even though I was offered higher prices per hour at other cafes. I couldn’t leave Lucia who was like a sister to me.Ryan held the door open for me as we left the café, grinning like this was the first time we were going out.“You look prettier when you’re working hard,” he commented.I smiled somewhat, wiping the sweat off my face. “Stop it. I’ve been working for three years. I look and smell bad.”He nudged my shoulder. “Come on, girl. Let me spoil you a little.”Spoil.The word sat strangely in my chest.Ryan wasn’t the type to spend on things he didn’t consider “necessary.” But today his mood glowed with something too bright to be normal.Is he taking our relationship to th

I began my morning the same way I did every day for the past twelve months, tying my hair with a cheap ribbon and pretending it held my whole life together.I slept like a pig last night, but I still felt tired.Nevertheless, I rushed to work.Nothing grand. I worked full-time as a waitress in a cafe. Fifteen bucks an hour.By seven o’clock, the customers were already waiting outside for their daily morning ritual that was a cup of hot coffee.I quickly wiped down a table, humming softly, but then I became aware of the small group of customers sneaking glances at me or maybe at my ponytail.Sometimes, I wonder if they come here for the coffee or for me.Either way, I think I should buy a better ribbon.“Hey, daydreamer.”A familiar voice drifted in from behind me.Warm. Playful. A little cocky, to boot.I turned around.It was Ryan.He slid behind the counter with a grin, holding two cups of caramel latte—one for himself and one for me.I took it with a smile. “You’re early.”“I have