Chapter 71: Independence Day

"To what floor?" I asked, as my index finger hovered over the panel. Just to be clear, a new guy went into the lift a few seconds ago. To be honest, I kinda wished that he didn't make it to the barely closing elevator doors. More importantly, I hope he didn't see me mashing the buttons to make the doors close a little more faster. Anyway, today is the day of the interview. And I believe I've accomplished pretty much everything I needed. I finished saying farewell to my hometown, moving to a new place, and now I'm finally heading for a new job. However, that will all boil down to whether I will get hired or not. The single other occupant in the elevator pushed his glasses up his nose and gave this stern look, "Hi," he said flatly.

Last Updated : 2022-02-18

Afterword: The Metamorphosis Of When She Was Is

THIS COULD HAVE BEEN A DISASTER, A well thought of disaster in that matter. To be honest, the journey of writing this narrative had put me in a constant strain of what if scenarios. It is like exploring a new entire world without a single idea about the consequences the realm exhibits. And, as much as I hate to admit it, romance is a weakness I would rather omit. It is a reality that my virgin mind failed to navigate freely. To simply say, this story is a fraud— a slice of life drama advertising itself as a young-adult romance. I also do have some reservations in calling it an oversimplified chick-lit story. In the end, I decided to go the most logical route and face my unyielding fear to reconsider my abstinent views towards intimate correspondence. I knew that I needed to rekindle the lost flare of my hopeless romantic heart, and so I did. I made a brave decision a

Last Updated : 2022-02-18

All Chapters of When She Was Is: Chapter 71 - Chapter 72

Chapter 71: Independence Day

Afterword: The Metamorphosis Of When She Was Is