Theodore's Regret

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o see Millie in my room, shakin

" I heard her piercing vo

e clamping a pillow on top of my ears to

I came to meet you after your weddi

warning then," I mumbled to myself in my g

y?" She asked, h

bathroom to freshen up. After quickly brushing my teeth and washing my face,

able couch. I could spend the rest of my life

God, when wil

to my dresser t

im?" I abruptly turned around to gi

t clueless? Or do you hav

are married. I understand that it's arranged, but a ma

e this? God, she really has her paternal genes in her. Sounding just like my

t, I know it's hard to ignore a woman like you. I mean look at you

ind like some of you." I r

elf more credit. You know what? You a

k? What is wrong with us just living

are married, for God's

en why doesn't he make an effort?" That made her shut her mouth. "Because he is not interes

think about it, Alina. Maybe you are just one move away from having your happy ending. What if you give him a reason to open up to you, to like you, who knows he would? It's worth a shot, right?" I stayed quiet, not knowing how to ans

ll think

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t, didn't expect, I thought it wouldn't be bad to make my passion my career. It was 12 at midnight. Millie had spent most of the day with me and left just a little before Theodore returned home. I sighed, pondering over Millie's words. I didn't mind gi

is an exception in the cases where I'm extremely tired, then I'll sleep like a dead body. Deciding I needed some orange juice, I made my way to the kitchen. Yes I know, orange juice at this time? Crazy, right? B

he fruit basket. Turning to look for the juicer, I got st

dding against the ribcage, only to calm d

d observed him. Like actually took my time to properly observe and assess him. He was wearing a full-sleeved black turtle-neck that stuck to his body like second skin, giving a nice display of what was under

owledge in my mind, that

in myself. He didn't say anything and kept me standing under his scrutinizi

" Came his velve

hing, but I knew he was paying attention to each word that came out of my mouth. I even saw hi

I finally asked the reas

ted bluntly, wit

nted at the table in the kitchen be

of here. But I was actually surprised to see him oblige to my words. He

aking a sip. He didn't even wait for it to cool down a little. He just went for it. I observed carefully, trying to gauge any expression from him. But he gave me nothing. Or maybe he did have a glance