NICHOLAS
Okay!
This is just ridiculous.
I kept on twisting and turning on this king-size bed.
Why did I get this bed in the first place?
It was too big for me.
I will call my designer first thing in the morning to change this thing to a single size.
That I think is more appropriate for me since I am going to be single for the rest of my life anyways. This is my penance.
Argh! Why am I so pessimistic?
Wait a minute.
I am a good catch.
There are a lot of girls wanting me, right?
I should just look at my directory and probably give them a call.
I got my phone from my side table and thumbed through names of different single ladies.
Most I got from being in the same social circle and some just insisted on giving me their number.
Fifteen minutes turned into 30 but I still have not called any one.
What is wrong with me?
Argh! I slammed my pillow on my face and tried to suffocate myself thinking that will help me get to sleep.
I don't want anyone else.
I only want her.
I only need her.
I am entirely defeated.
She won once again.
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General FictionIn the world of art, will these two have the chance to meet again?