Infp Worst Match Novels & Stories

His throat was tight. He said: "She wouldn't do that. Sloane wouldn't—" She said: "You don't know what she would do. You never did. You spent three years thinking you knew her and you were wrong about the most basic things." Her voice didn't change. Still even. Still calm. "You were wrong about how she would react. You were wrong about how long she would wait for you to come back. And you were wrong about what she was capable of when someone gave her a better option."

He sighed, laying his head back on the floor. He should never have agreed to hang out with Jack. He had agreed mainly because he didn’t want to be tempted to go over to Joan’s house and not explicitly because of Jamal. He had made the decision to limit his frequent visits to her house, the night before, because of his haywire feelings. Those feelings were dangerous. As much as he detested them, he liked them… loved them because it was for the perfect person he had always imagined spending the rest of his life with. But it was all wrong; wrong time, wrong circumstances, wrong everything. It would never work out.

Femi cannot think that I like his girl, the tense relationship we already had between our parents is putting so much on our family that we cannot afford to be quarreling too. “Wacko?” I tilted my head at my best friend who rolled her eyes at me. “Of everything I said, trust your brain to pick that one out.” “So that’s the reason why you are trying you hand at matchmaking?” I asked as Tomi shrugged. “It seems to be enough reason for me.” Tomi said as I sighed. “You suck at it.” I tell her as she throws her chips at me. “Food fight?” I asked her. “NO, you child.” She admonished with a giggle. “Since I suck at it, why don’t you give it a try?”