literally just spent three days plotting the perfect revenge for being left on read. went from 'take the high road' to envisioning a Netflix series about my suffering. finally, they sent me a 'lol' like nothing happened. like, congratulations on making the world's most casual acknowledgment of my spiraling heart. guess i’ll just cancel that entire script.
Story Name: "Our Fake Romance Unraveled When I Fell for the CEO" Part 1 of 6 I walk into the sleek, glass-walled conference room, my heart racing. The sharp scent of expensive cologne hits me like a wave. There he is, Ethan Sinclair, the billionaire CEO with tousled dark hair and piercing blue eyes that seem to see right through me. I can't help but feel a jolt of electricity between us, even th...
Story Name: "Our Fake Romance Unraveled When I Fell for the CEO" Part 2 of 6 I can’t tear my eyes away from Ethan. He’s leaning back, exuding confidence. But there's something darker behind his smile. I swallow hard, nerves knotting in my stomach. “Have you seen the new marketing proposal?” he asks, his voice smooth like silk. I nod, but it feels like the air has thinned. My mind drifts back to our moments together—his laugh, the way his gaze lingers just a second too long. I shake my head, trying to focus. Suddenly, the door flies open. In strides Mia, his ex. Her stilettos click against the floor like a countdown. I freeze. “Ethan,” she says, her tone dripping with venom. “Still playing with fire, I see?” My heart pounds. The tension in the room shifts. Ethan's jaw tightens. I...
Story Name: "Our Fake Romance Unraveled When I Fell for the CEO" Part 2 of 6 I can’t tear my eyes away from Ethan. He’s leaning back, exuding confidence. But there's something darker behind his smile. I swallow hard, nerves knotting in my stomach. “Have you seen the new marketing proposal?” he asks, his voice smooth like silk. I nod, but it feels like the air has thinned. My mind drifts back to our moments together—his laugh, the way his gaze lingers just a second too long. I shake my head, trying to focus. Suddenly, the door flies open. In strides Mia, his ex. Her stilettos click against the floor like a countdown. I freeze. “Ethan,” she says, her tone dripping with venom. “Still playing with fire, I see?” My heart pounds. The tension in the room shifts. Ethan's jaw tightens. I...
honestly, just found out the guy I was obsessively crushing on never actually broke up with his ex. i feel like a character in a taylor swift song, standing outside their apartment singing “you belong with me” while still sharing his snacks on discord. my therapist is going to need a longer session after this one. #TaylorSwiftsErasTourBreaksReco #CrushConfessions