Second chance.

Chapter 47

Holy cow!

Daniel stepped back as though back slapped. He unconsciously perceived himself. The smell of Eau de filled his nostrils. He sighed. There must be something wrong with Patricia. He concluded. It wasn't funny neither was it normal.

"Since you don't want me around. I reckon, it's a call to be excused."

Patricia frowned, gently rising on her feet. She wrinkled her nose in disgust. "Yeah. Go away lest I puke out my intestine. Please call the doctor for me. I might die any moment from now." Watching his receding figure, Patricia sighed. She stared at her reflection on the mirror.

"Ah!" She shrieked. "I look so horrible. How do I intend making Daniel fall for me when I look like a lunatic straight out from a psychiatric hospital." Her face gloomed as image of Janie flashed into her mind.

Daniel would never love someone like her. Janie was his spec. His type. The sophisticated lady he loved dating. Janie was tall, beautiful with a sexy body. The dream and wishes of eve