LOGINMy fiancée, Gina Winston, never liked to be troubled. In the five years we had been together, I was the one who decided where we should go on all our dates. All she did was tell the driver where to take her. For every birthday and anniversary, Gina would always get me the same thing, which was a blue and black striped tie. She was the same way when it came to planning our wedding. Every time I wanted to discuss the guest list with her, she would say it was too much trouble and refused to get into the details. Even when we were taking our wedding photos, she was not happy that it took too long, and she picked the basic package. When I came to the wedding planner's office alone to confirm the wedding plans, the planner chatted with me while showing me the design sketches. "Speaking of which, we took in a client not long ago who was very particular about the wedding details. She tested more than 20 types of dessert because her husband doesn't enjoy anything sweet, and she insisted on making sure every piece of dessert had the correct sugar level." The planner smiled as she continued, "Coincidentally, she shares the same surname as your fiancée. She's also a Winston and doesn't like roses, just like your fiancée." I was about to sign the contract when I suddenly stopped. The planner did not notice anything strange about me, and smiled as she looked at the door. "Look. Ms. Winston is here again. This time, she wants to add outdoor fireworks to the program because she's worried that the groom will find it too boring indoors." I looked toward the door and saw Gina entering the office. Shock and disappointment exploded inside of me. Gina had never been afraid of trouble. She was just not willing to be troubled by me. Since her heart was not with me, maybe it was time to end our relationship.
View MoreConrad's POV:Another year passed, and my career skyrocketed. I was now the vice president of the company, and my annual salary had doubled. I bought a house in Southdale. It was not very big and was only about 900 square feet, but I had decorated every corner of the house. I chose the color of the drapes, which were milky white, and the sofa was from a textile crafts company that I pushed against the wall.The house had an open kitchen and a wide balcony where I had four pots of flowers that bloomed beautifully. On the day that I moved, I sat on the floor of my new house and enjoyed some takeaway food. I could see the lights of Southdale from the window, and I stood up to go to the balcony. There was a comfortable night breeze that gently rustled the leaves of my Pothos.Downstairs, I could see some people walking their dogs. Some couples passed by holding hands, and there were several elderly people playing chess under the street lights. I leaned against the railings and was
Third-Person POV:The last time Gina met Conrad was at an industry summit in Southdale. She was giving a speech when she saw a familiar figure in the audience. He was skinnier, his hair was shorter, and he was wearing a simple white shirt. He was looking at his phone with his head lowered.Gina paused for a second before continuing her speech. When it was over, she quickly ran out and caught up with him in the corridor. "Conrad."He turned to look at her, but there was no change in his expression when he realized it was her. He was looking at her like she was an ordinary familiar face, and he said, "That was not a bad speech."Gina stood there with so much to say to him, but all she could say was, "How's life?""It's pretty good.""I know you've gotten promoted.""Yes, I have.""You moved to a new house too.""How did you know?""I've been paying attention to you."Conrad looked at her without saying anything, and she took something out of her pocket. It was a very old envel
Conrad's POV:Six months later, I was promoted. My company gave me a raise. I was making $60,000 annually and was leading a team. I also moved from my 300-square-foot apartment to a two-room apartment in the Mt. Sunders area. My place had a heater, a balcony, and sun shining in my house from morning to evening. I had two pots of Pothos planted on my balcony, which were flourishing. On the day I moved, a new colleague who was helping me asked, "Doesn't it feel lonely to be living alone, Conrad?"I told him it was not lonely at all. The best thing about living alone was that I would not be affected by anyone's emotions.Days passed, and I woke up at 7:00 am every morning and left the office at 10:00 pm every night. During weekends, I would occasionally jog around the area or stay home the entire day to read a book. My phone no longer had any traces of Gina, and I lived my life like a clean piece of white paper.I thought life would continue this way until I bumped into someone wh
Third-Person POV:It was 2:00 am when Gina returned to the hotel. She sat at the side of the bed and buried her face in her hands. She stayed that way for a long time until her phone suddenly lit up with a text from Mike. [When will you be back from your business trip, Gina? I'm down with a fever, and it feels horrible being alone at home.]Gina stared at the text for a long time.Conrad had once texted her a similar message. She had just started her business then, and Conrad would go everywhere with her to meet clients during the day, and at night, he would amend proposals until late at night.One winter, he finally could not take the long hours and came down with a high fever. Gina rushed home that night, and when she touched his burning forehead, her heart ached tremendously. Since then, she would call him every day to make sure he had eaten, no matter how busy she was.Now that Mike was having a fever, he had three housekeepers at home, and he could call Gina's number any ti






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