The Mate He Hates
After taking a cold bath, I put on my pajamas and climbed into bed.
Forcing my eyes closed, I tried to get some sleep, but I couldn’t. A particular lady kept messing with my head. I kept seeing her in my mind, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t get her out of my head.
For hours, I struggled to get her out of my head, and when I finally did, I could get some sleep.
The following day, I was seated beside my desk, attending to some paperwork, when a knock came on the door. Perceiving it was Matthew, I asked him in.
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