Something I've never shared... gaand
wait, i just read about tilak varma and now i’m losing sleep over a conversation i will never have—like, what if he and i were best friends? imagine discussing cricket strategies while folding laundry at 2am, sharing popcorn like that’s normal. but instead, here i am, spiraling about why he hasn't noticed my funeral outfit pic i posted three months ago... like, does he care that i’m prepared for t...
Story Name: "My One-Night Stand Is My New CEO—And He Doesn't Remember Me" Part 3 of 5 I can't believe I'm about to face him. The way he looked at me in that board meeting, all business, no recognition. My palms sweat even more as I recall his perfect suit hugging his broad shoulders, that infamous smirk playing at the corners of his mouth. The elevator jerks to a stop. My stomach drops. "This is it," I whisper to myself, forcing a deep breath, but the air feels thick. I look up, and the doors slide open. I step out. My heart pounds so loud, I’m almost certain he can hear it. The sleek, glass office sparkles under the fluorescent lights. And there he is—Ryan. My one-night stand. My blood runs cold as I catch his gaze. It’s like standing in front of a powerful storm. "Can I help you?"...
Story Name: "My One-Night Stand Is My New CEO—And He Doesn't Remember Me" Part 3 of 5 I can't believe I'm about to face him. The way he looked at me in that board meeting, all business, no recognition. My palms sweat even more as I recall his perfect suit hugging his broad shoulders, that infamous smirk playing at the corners of his mouth. The elevator jerks to a stop. My stomach drops. "This is it," I whisper to myself, forcing a deep breath, but the air feels thick. I look up, and the doors slide open. I step out. My heart pounds so loud, I’m almost certain he can hear it. The sleek, glass office sparkles under the fluorescent lights. And there he is—Ryan. My one-night stand. My blood runs cold as I catch his gaze. It’s like standing in front of a powerful storm. "Can I help you?"...
last night I calculated how long it would take me to save for a very specific inflatable unicorn for my hypothetical backyard pool—after eight hours of saving pennies, I realized it would take me so long, I might just start a career as an actual unicorn instead.