When you join a dating app, Do you read the terms and conditions? No one does! May's life becomes a living nightmare when she installs snuggle application ignoring and accepting its terms and conditions. The result? In fifteen minutes, May becomes legally married and worse, to her overbearing boss, Edmond Walters.
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I grumbled as the snuggle app recommendation popped up on my F******k wall again.
God! Why is this even on my page?
I subconsciously scrolled through the Ad reading click baits like "find your happily ever after". I've tried dating apps one time too many. It didn't always work out. In my case, I've always been matched with the wrong guys. My matches were always creeps who only wanted to get laid or pervs looking for a sweet little girl to prey on. So, It was back to facing reality and telling myself I didn't need any man. There was no such thing as the perfect match.
This Ad, however, had been a super pesky one. I couldn't count the numerous memes I had lost because of it.
So I thought hard, If F******k had refused to stop spamming me with this ad, it must be for a divine reason. My rose quartz was finally working.
Install.
I planned to check it out and then give it a scathing review. That'll show them.
A mail popped in just as the application finished installing. It was from work.
Probably another shift I had to cover. Poor underpaid me.
The app's home page was one sight to behold. A hue of pink and peach blended to mesmerize the eyes. Catching, I had to admit. The logo looked like an 'S' or maybe it was the infinity symbol. I was too psyched to look into the details. The creators were a smart bunch though. Infinity was something most single moms hoped for in dating apps after all. When it was done loading, another pop-up appeared asking me for my sign-up details. I did the necessary and watched it load...again! It made me begin to rethink the whole scathing review stuff. I had serious things to do with my life. Like wash my dishes or begrudgingly look into that email.
One look at the sink behind the living room and my undying love for dropping bad reviews on apps returned.
There was another pop-up. It said, Do you accept all terms and agreements? There was also an option to read through their terms but who the hell read those? I did try once, Only because I was bored out of my mind and the only thing I understood was the privacy policy. Plus, the terms could not be some sinister plans to dominate my life so I didn't have to worry about what they contained. It was the permissions you had to be careful of.
I hit the accept button and I was immediately directed to my profile. I needed a name, a profile picture, and course a brief tale about my likes and dislikes. It wasn't necessary. I had the app already and that was enough for me to give the review but I was just having harmless fun.
Likes? I thought hard before hitting the buttons on my screen. I liked honesty, boundaries, communication, and respect. The generic stuff...
In a way, the baby boomers were right. The internet was our kryptonite and mine happened to be Snuggle.
***
EDMOND
I walked through the gilded doors of my agency a wounded lion. Lucille's words still echoed in the crevices of my ears and it hurt.
"I have not been feeling fully satisfied in this relationship and think it would be best if we broke up. I do not feel confident in our relationship succeeding going forward and I really need some time alone to work on myself."
What did that even mean, I asked myself as the receptionist came rushing by. I had done everything in my power to satisfy Lucille and make her happy. If there was any truth in the words she told me, what part had I been lacking in? Our sex life was amazing and we spent quality time together if I was opportune to. The break-up felt like an itch in my throat I could not quite reach.
"Sir, we have a problem." The receptionist made known vocally. She seemed tense and that meant bad news.
"And what might that be?"
"May Wolfe, the agent who was supposed to meet with today's client bailed. Mrs. Verna is quite pissed. I have reached out to May several times on her work email but no replies are forthcoming. What do I do?"
The unwelcome news was the straw for me. I didn't even know this May but now I had a bone to pick with her. She just made my day progressively worse. "Send my sincerest apologies to Mrs. Verna and ask if we can reschedule."
"Of course," The receptionist muttered, immediately turning to her desk to begin working on it but as she did so. I was reminded of May Wolfe. The no-good slacker that ruined my already shitty afternoon.
"And, inform the manager to dispose of May Wolfe. We can't have a slacker in a demanding workplace. Can we?" She nodded nervously while typing furiously on the keyboard in front of her. I took that as my cue to leave. I walked up to the top floor, keyed the lock, and collapsed on a chair. My feet propped up to the table in exhaustion as I scrolled through my call log to call Lucille again. She had been ignoring me and with my shitty luck, it wouldn't be long before she blocked me but I needed an answer. Not one of that committed pacifist rubbish mouthed in hopes of soothing my wasted ego.
Call.
Again, Lucille ignored my call and it went directly to voice mail. I cut it and scrolled through my phone's drawer. I*******m was the go-to. Lucille was sort of an influencer and I knew she couldn't go a day without posting something. A part of me was sure I would get my answer there even if I might not like it. With a little closure, I truly hoped the truth would set me free. Opening the app, I was greeted by a lovely quote from Lucille.
I may have lost someone who didn't love me but you lost someone who truly loved you.
I could barely find the words to describe my shock. Lucille was clearly talking about the breakup. Our breakup! All while antagonizing the heck out of me. I wasn't one to comment but her pretentious quote made my fingers itch. Upon clicking the comment icon, I was greeted by floods of heart emojis and pity notes from strangers. They all directed love to Lucille with many calling the jerk–who so happened to be me– an evil monster who didn't know what he lost. One comment did catch my eye.
"Well, your new man must be ten times hotter than that jerk anyway. I'm swooning," The atrocious comment said. I scrolled upward, stalking Lucille's profile and hoping it was just wishful prayers from one of her fangirls but it wasn't. The most recent photo on Lucille's feed was a raunchy photo of herself and a sun-kissed hunk tongue fucking. The caption below read, life is better with you.
My heart sank and the world went black for a second. It had barely been a day. Everything about this felt wrong. I refused to acknowledge that this man was the reason Lucille ended things with me. Sure he was far good-looking and judging from the highly developed muscle that did not miss the camera's eyes, you could tell that he was a gym rat but that was it. Did she dump me for a camera-worthy guy? Or was it because I refused to give consent to her voracious demands to let the world know her man? I didn't have an answer to any of those questions but Lucille did. Against better judgment, I was going to attempt calling her again when I caught another quote, Get your forever. Except for this time, it wasn't something spiteful directed at me. No, it was some sort of dating app advertisement.
"Snuggle..." I muttered. I wasn't sure what came over me at that moment but I hit the pop-up. It was a dating app alright. The one thing that did stand out was its playful peachy colors and whooping five-star ratings. Now that was odd. Dating apps were huge time sinks and the surety of actually ending up with a good partner was once in a blue moon. I was so much in denial that strangers on the internet found a better love life than me that I was willing to do anything to inflate my deflated pride. I scrolled the reviews one by one.
Good, It said. The first two weeks were tough but Brian was indeed the one for me. Thank you snuggle, Another rating said. I dived lower and lower but one thing was clear. There was not a single four-star. Not even a one. It made me wonder if the app was god-sent so I installed it and signed up. A notice popped up asking if I agreed to the terms and conditions. There has the urge to check its permission guidelines but curiosity got the better of me. I clicked the accept button which led me to my profile. As I filled up the necessary and successfully set up my profile, I got a notification from snuggle.
"Congratulations, "It said. "you're married."
MAYWalking down the aisle, the soft strains of music enveloped me, harmonizing with the rhythm of my heart.The church seemed to glow with a timeless elegance, and in that moment, I felt like a princess running into the arms of her prince.My smile was impossible to contain, a testament to the overwhelming joy that surged through me.Reaching the altar, I met Edmond's gaze, his eyes warm and full of adoration.His simple, heartfelt words made my heart flutter. "You look beautiful," he said, his voice a gentle caress."Hi," I murmured, feeling a shy heat rise to my cheeks.The reality of this moment, the culmination of our journey, seemed almost too good to be true.He chuckled softly, a sound that resonated deep within me. "Hi," he echoed, his eyes sparkling with mirth.Edmond's gaze shifted slightly like he wanted to show me something, and I followed his lead, turning to my left.There, amidst the congregation, stood Cupid, our love manager.Surprise tingled through me, and I turned
EDMONDThe scent of old memories hung in the air as I parked in front of May's weathered apartment. Its blue doors, worn with age, seemed to stand sentinel, guarding whatever was inside. It had done so before.Stepping onto the cracked pavement, determination surged through me and I attempted to drown out the hesitant beat of my heart.I approached her door, each footfall echoing in the stillness, a reminder of the silence that surrounded me. It was so quiet that all I could really hear was my heartbeat.I put my knuckles against the weathered wood and took a deep breath. It was a necessary evil. Then I knocked.The sound was a sharp plea in the hush. But the door held their secret. I heard nothing but silence.The silence stretched into an insurmountable chasm threatening to swallow me whole. But I couldn't waver. Not now."I'm not leaving, May," I called out, my voice thick with desperation.Still, the silence stood firm, unyielding in its resolve. Just as despair began to tighten i
MAYMy apartment was a jumble of chaos. It had never been paradise, but this was a stark contrast to its serene state.Clothes littered the floor like discarded memories, and papers lay scattered, their messages lost in disarray. The air hung heavy with the scent of despair, mingling with the lingering traces of the takeout I had binged to avoid thinking.Tears streamed down my face, each one a silent plea for the shattered remnants of my world. The sobs wracked my body, reverberating off the walls, as though they, too, were closing in on me, suffocating me in this hurricane of emotions.Amidst this suffering, a distant beep pierced through, pulling me from the abyss. Crawling on hands and knees, I reached my bed, fingers fumbling for the source of the intrusion. My phone’s screen lit up, casting an eerie glow on my trembling hands.Edmond's name blinked on the screen, a cruel reminder of something I had lost. The conflicting desire to hear his voice and the fear of the pain it might
EDMOND"Snuggle has no idea where Miss Wolfe is. She has her freedom. She can do with it what she pleases. Will that be all?" Cupid's calm, almost mechanical voice resonated through the phone.I felt a surge of anger and frustration boiling within me. It was directed at myself, at the inscrutable app, at the world. I felt cheated, betrayed even. "No," I snapped, unable to contain my frustration. "I don't understand this. Our thirty days aren't up. Is this some kind of sick joke?"Cupid's response was as cold as ever. "No. I wish I could tell you it's a joke, but it's not. Miss Wolfe was given a trial with options. Either to stay by your side or to leave. I'm sure you realize now the choice she made."My strength seemed to drain from my body, and I dropped the phone onto the cold kitchen counter. My breaths came in ragged gasps, drowning out Cupid's distant voice. All I could hear was my own heartbeat pounding in my ears, and all I could feel was an icy chill that threatened to consume
EDMONDI eased my car into the agency's parking lot, and a sense of delirium hung in the air. I was going to be quick with everything, call in to make a reservation with Mox before going to pick up May.The message I had received from Lucille at the break of dawn made me realize that I could not keep on lying. Not if I did not want the truth to come out through some foul means by Snuggle or even my troubled mind. The plan was dinner. I would ensure May had a wonderful night, and then I would finally be honest. It would cushion whatever rage she was going to pour at me.Stepping into the building, I was met with the bright smile of my ever-enthusiastic PA, Sarah."Good morning, Mr. Walters," she greeted me, her eyes sparkling from sheer excitement. She had every right to be on cloud nine too. The party she had suggested and planned out turned out to be a success. "The Ivy Estate was a massive hit. We've notched up the highest sales figures yet. The figures are in your office."A surge
MAYWith everything that was in me, I would have wanted nothing more than to hit that button. I was angry, and rightfully so. But no sooner had I looked at the options Snuggle had given me did I come to gain true clarity.How could I be angry? Edmond did not have this choice. It was why he was keeping secrets from me and the app and unsuccessfully at that.How could I be angry when this union was not meant to be in the first place? All we both wanted then was our lives which Snuggle had stolen. Whatever came after that was orchestrated by the app. It pained me to admit that I had fallen in love with Edmond knowing it was all just some big corporation’s game. But it had been true. I tumbled. I probably was still stumbling too.I contemplated waking Edmond to ask if what he had told me then was true. He had told me he was tumbling too. He told me he cared about me. He had even told me he loved me back when I said it to him. But looking back, that had been the euphoria from sex.Had any
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