Novel & Cerita Trying Something New

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"So let me try again." "Will you do something for me?"

During my early twenties, I made headlines every week. They thought I was incompetent to lead my family business through great heights, but I just proved them wrong by tripling the company’s revenue in my first year with all that partying I did. As the time went by all that became boring to me. The sex became dull, that I had to go an extra mile to cum. I ended up stopping that all together. Until tonight I didn’t have any interest in any of the women besides us until she walked in with two girls beside her. I think they’re her friends.

undefined. My phone vibrates with a notification—more likes on the tweet—and I grin, the first step of many, my new self.

And that was my agenda today: trying. It was better than nothing, right? *

“I’m trying something new.” His brow furrowed slightly, curiosity sparking in his eyes. “Something new? What’s that?” ‘Be bold. You’re allowed to explore.’ “I want to see what happens,” I said, stepping even closer. His eyes followed me, darkening with something that made my stomach flip. “I don’t want to overthink. I just want to… do what I want. With whom I want.”

Maybe just for once. ************

Well, Antonio seems to understand me better than Marco or Isabella, and I feel like I can be honest with him. This stranger. "Maybe you just need to try something new," Antonio ventures. "Something that will shake up your routine and make you feel alive again." He looks at me expectantly, as if waiting for a response. I think for a moment. I am so used to going through the motions of my life, doing the same things every day. But I know Antonio is right. I need to do something different. "What would you suggest?" Antonio smiles like he's been waiting for this question. "I have a few ideas. Why don't we start small, and then we can work our way up to something more adventurous."

Maybe it just… becomes something new. And maybe, just maybe, that’s enough. The end

I nodded and agreed. On the last piece of paper, my handwriting was so messy that it was hardly legible. It was as if I'd used up the last of my strength to write it down. "The system told me I'd failed to win Quinn's heart. I have three days left, but that's fine. I can finally stop trying." Quinn's hands shook violently. The papers slipped from between his fingers and scattered all over the floor. It turned out I'd made 99 attempts. Every time, I started off filled with hope. And every time, he personally squashed out that hope.