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“Ryan tries to forget about what happened between him and Claire. But can he really forget everything when something he least expected happens?” — It didn’t matter what time I woke up the next day. The next thing I knew I was in that cubicle, staring blankly at the computer screen, wondering if I had been quite an idiot those past two days. Everything felt flat that morning. I avoided going to that particular photocopy machine……
“Love is in the air at work. Ryan develops a crush on his boss and she finds him fun to talk to. Will things go as smoothly as Ryan hopes them to be, or will it turn into a big mess?” — I was accompanied by the sound of heavy rain outside while being gazed by the 14-inch computer screen in front of me. I had become sick of that screen, sick of that cubicle that I had learnt to treat as my second home; the “sacred” cubicle of mine that I had come to spend most of my time at in the last three years……
“She couldn’t bear the weight of his dream when hers was nowhere to be found.” — All my life, I never really dreamt of meeting someone who would understand me by the heartbeat, warm my heart with just a smile; talk into it without words. But I met Phil. Phil was, everything that I was never ready for. Phil was, everything that my heart tried so hard to disprove. Phil was, perhaps, a different kind of flavor of my life. Bitter, sweet, and brief……
“Who will Nicole choose? Is coming to the South a good thing for James after all? Will this be the end of Nicole and James’s relationship? Find out in this final part of No One Else.” — She did not go back to work that day. She stayed with me until the sun vanished into the night. Afterward, she called for food delivery for us (“You need to eat, Jimmy..”) and told me I should take a shower. We had sat together on the couch much later trying to finish our foods……
“Is it all for James? Can he win Nicole’s heart again, and win her back? What will Nicole do?” — I arrived at the address of Nicole’s workplace in the South six hours later. About twenty past three. I stopped the car in front of a gray and white building that was most likely the building I was looking for. I got out of the car and took a better look at it. It made me nervous somehow, that building. It was the place where Nicole……