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Prologue

Prologue - Atkins

Why? Just tell me why?

Ugh!!

I know I've always been karma's favorite bitch, but does it really have to choose today out of all these days? I revive the engine one more time, hoping that this time my car starts up only to come to a conclusion that it won't.

Great! Just another cherry on top to my wonderful morning.

I'm already five minutes late for my work, my Bentley's not working, my boyfriend of thirteen months just dumped me, I woke up to find out that the heater in my flat (which is disgustingly expensive) has stopped working, what next? I wonder if karma ever has to face karma for what it does to other people. Hell, I don't even think I deserve half the things that happened to me today.

I clutch my tote under my arm as I make my way to my office. I must have bumped into at least thirty people within ten minutes. I cannot wait for this bloody day to be over. I just want to lie on my bed and try to forget everything. I get these weird looks from people as I walk, I'm pretty sure I look like a zombie; the swollen eyes from the crying, the messy hair and everything. I'm not even done crying over the fact that Joshua dumped me mere hours ago and it feels like I'm the universe's guinea pig for today.

Guess why he dumped me. Go on.... Think of the most pitiful reason why a guy would dump his girlfriend.

Wait, lemme tell you a bit of a back story first. Joshua Arnold had been my boyfriend for more than a year, for the past three months, he has been in Milan doing a fashion course. I know... I know... a guy studying fashion. I'd yell at everyone who'd give me weird looks when I told them what Joshua was doing. I'd tell them that it's very sexist, straight guys are very much capable of studying fashion, those judgmental people could shove their judgmental stares up their arses.

Have you guessed why he left me yet?

Well let me put you out of your misery (not that I think it was much of a misery anyways). He left me because he found someone else, and that someone else happens to be a male.

Go on, laugh at me; lord knows I did, until the tragedy of it all hit me. My ex-boyfriend lost hope in the entire womankind because I was so horrid. He said that he just realized he was bisexual, and he had feelings for this guy who went to the classes with him.

"I didn't want to do this Rory. I know you're hurt, but it's just not working out. I know I like him that way, I know I'm attracted to him. But I didn't want to cheat on you. Please, I hope you understand. I'm sorry. I-"

I remember snapping my laptop shut not wanting to hear anything more. People say that breaking up over text messages is the worst. Yeah, well try breaking up over a Skype call; listening to your boyfriend say that he doesn't want to date girls anymore and just to add the sprinkles on top, the guy that he liked was sitting right next to him watching it all happen. You cannot imagine the humiliation.

I walk my way trying my best (But hopelessly failing, might I add) not to bump into the busy London crowd. Right now, I'm so desperate that I have my left hand in front of me to get people out of my way so I don't bump into them. Just when I meekly manage to avoid bumping into this huge bearded guy, my ankle twists and I fall on the ground with a loud thump.

I silently thank the gods for not spraining my ankle only to realize that I broke my heels. I'd like to take my thank you back, gods. I take both the shoes off, holding it by my left hand whilst the right one holds on to my tote and walk my way to my office. I just hope I don't walk on any shards of glass or anything.

Ugh!

I hate repeating myself but, why? Why me?

When I finally get to my cubicle, I literally jump on my chair. Fuck! My feet hurt!