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Zina’s POV:“You really know how to ruin a surprise.” I said dryly to Kathy who this time around screamed but opened the door widely for me to step in. Sandra was already on her feet when I stepped in. She had tears in her eyes.“Babe, if that make up isn’t waterproof don’t even think about it. I am here to walk you down that aisle to your happily ever after, think you can hold it all in till we are done?” I said to her and opened my arms to give her the hug we both needed. The tears now flow, I was grateful Neil forced me to come. I would not have traded this feeling for anything.We held on to each other until the other girls joined us in our hug. We saw some flashing lights and looked to see the wedding photographer.“I’m sorry, I could not help it. This was too precious to pass up. Wait, I just got an idea. We will do this outside, don’t worry we won’t mess anything up.” The photographer said in a rush but I was not paying any attention to her. I was fixated on my best friend who
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Zina. Fuck. My dress was short. I knew. I clambered into the club with my friends around me. My hair was slicked with gel, reducing my bushy hair to beautiful, brunette, wavy hair. I tried to smile, but I couldn’t. My heart was empty, my soul was withered. Maybe withered was an extreme word for it, but the bottom line was: I was unhappy.Wallowing myself into music brought out a small shade of happiness in me. The music beamed from the speakers, echoing into my heart, and sending water to my soul. The colored, disco light wasn’t helping matters. I couldn’t even see where I was.I took a seat far away from the dancing floor–at a cold booth, where I waited to cool off. The air here was static and stank from sweaty bodies. I would have laid in my bed and cried. That would have been better.“Come on, Zina, let’s go dance.” My friends tried to pull me from my chair to the dance floor. I didn’t want to dance. There was nothing to dance about. My boyfriend cheated on me with anothe
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Neil.I silently woke up from this bed that I was pretty sure wasn't mine. After looking around, I concluded that this wasn’t my room. The memories from yesterday’s night flashed in the girl from the club, her drinks, me taking her house, sex. That was cool.I took one more look at her face. Seeing her in the light, she was really beautiful. She had brunette hair that was all ragged from yesterday, her nose was well-sculptured. Her lips were pursed in cupid. As she slept, I could hear her sweet, satisfying breathing. She slept like an angel and her hands were intertwined with mine. Slowly, I loosened myself from her and jumped out of her springy bed.I picked my trousers that lay on the floor and wore them in haste. It was better if she didn’t wake up seeing me. That was a beautiful mistake, and as sad as it was, I didn’t want it to happen to us. For her own sake.As I put on my shoes and my jacket, I took one last look at her sleepy face. I want to feel her tongue on mine, even if it
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Zina.I wish I could go back to yesterday night. I wish I could turn back the hands of the clock, then I wouldn’t have drank that strong drink, and I wouldn’t have had the courage to fuck my soon-to-be boss, because everything presently looked awkward.As the receptionist of Neil Incorporated shoved me inside the office, I didn’t think for a second that the man I pulled to my bed was the owner of a big, established company. I probably would have noticed him if I weren’t drunk, I mean, his faces were in magazines like Timeless and Vogue> America's hottest billionaires. I might just melt.The CV I held with my handbag nearly fell off from the shock. It took a whole deal of willpower to stop myself from falling, too.I closed the door of the office and stood, waiting for his message or directions. From people, I heard he was strict and formal with whatever he did. I wondered how I was courageous to talk to him like that. My knees were weak at this moment.What a small world.His deadly s
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I dabbed my eyelashes one last time. It was naturally long so I just wore a mascara that'd put it in place. I was about to apply my lipstick when my phone rang. This jolted me and sent the lipstick the wrong way. I picked up my phone. A message from Bella. Great. "The girls are wondering when you'll be going to work. Fill us in on the first day at work with your hot boss." I smiled and typed back: "Sure I will." It was still like a shock to me when Margaret, Mr. Honduras' secretary got back to me saying I got the job. Maybe Mr. Honduras liked those who dared him. I was ready for that. Earlier today, I had set my alarm and tousled in my bed all through the night. I woke up every minute, expecting the crack of dawn. I'd feel it in my head that it was morning already and I was late. I'd run to the window to check if it was dawn already, but every time I checked, the night was as dark as coal. Up until now. My shoes were piled up in a corner, waiting to be worn. I despised my sh
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