Chapter One_ The Break-up

Aisling POV

I hate my life.

You might ask me why I said what I said but it is the truth. I hate my life so much.

When I was in high school I always thought that at the age of 25 I would be married with one kid, but you know what? At 26 I have gone through so many breakups than Taylor Swift.

Could it be because I love her? Is that why I went through the same thing as her?

Men ain't shit.

My first boyfriend in highschool called me a dummy just because I wasn't topping my classes. He broke up with me on our graduation day.

My second and third boyfriends were simply ashamed of being with me. Why? It is simply because I didn't go to college. They couldn't be with someone that didn't go to college.

All my boyfriends find one way or the other to dump me. My boyfriend of two years was actually dating another woman he was planning to marry while I thought he was the one for me.

I can't be blamed.

I was the only child of my parents. My childhood was boring.

I wanted a family of my own. I want to get married, have kids and take care of my husband and my children.

I wanted all of that for myself.

I thought it would be easy.

At 26 I realized that nothing is easy to get in this world.

I'm nagging too much.

Jeez, I better get my ass up and prepare myself breakfast.

I got out of my bed and slipped my feet inside my flip flops before walking out of the room.

When I got to the kitchen I opened my refrigerator and pulled out a bottle of water then opened the lid before sipping it.

I live in a decent apartment here in Manhattan. To be honest, I don't call myself 'broke'. I don't use that word about me at all.

I live alone in this city, I have a shop that is running very well, a sales girl and everything that can give me a comfortable life. I'm not rich but not broke either.

I eat whatever I want. I've stopped caring about what people have to say about me, I do what I want now.

Years ago, I tried to keep fit like models and make my ex boyfriend stay but that didn't make him stay, that made none of them stay, so yes,I don't care. I live for myself now. Only for myself.

After drinking the water, I threw the can inside the trashcan and opened the cabinets. I brought out everything I needed to make a quick breakfast and placed them on the counter.

Fifteen minutes later I was already sitting down inside my living room watching Romeo and Juliet while eating my breakfast.

My phone started ringing and I grabbed it from the couch, I checked the caller ID and it was my friend Leona.

"Hey," I greeted.

"Hey, are you in your shop already?" She asked me.

"Of course not, you know I'm not a morning person." I responded with a roll of my eyes.

Leona works in a big company as a marketer and she leaves early in the morning everyday.

Sometimes I wondered how she was able to cope with her work ethic and her personal life.

I was never a fan of working. I don't like working under people and getting bossed around, I hate that shit. 

I just want to have my own office where I can manage my business and rest when I want to.

"Okay, I am on my way to work. I'll see you at the shop later,"

"Alright, bye." 

Leona is like my second half in this big city. I have no other person but her. She has been my family, my sister and my friend at the same time.

I can't imagine what my life would have been without her.

I dropped my phone on the couch and quickly finished eating my food.

**** 

I walked out of the bathroom with a big fluffy towel wrapped around my body. 

I like taking a warm bath every morning. It makes me feel good. I sat down before my vanity and started doing my make-up. 

After putting on my make-up, I wore a black knee length pencil skirt and a white crop top with a black stiletto heels.

I don't usually overdress at work but there is just something different about today. Today feels bright and beautiful. I can feel it. Something beautiful is going to happen and I have to look my best for whatever it is.

I grabbed my handbag from the bed and left the room.

I walked out of my apartment and locked the door behind me.

****

When I got to my flower shop, my sales girl; Piper, had already unlocked the shop.

"Good morning, Miss Garcia." She greeted me.

"Good morning honey, how was your night?" I asked her.

"Very good."

"Well that's great." 

"Have you watered the flowers?" I asked her.

"Yes, I've done that." She responded.

Also another thing I loved about Piper. She is so dedicated to her job.

She was just a high school graduate, working for me while waiting for the next school year to start.

I don't know what I'll do when she finally starts school.

She has been the best sales girl so far.

After dropping my bag on the counter, I went to check the flowers, including the ones outside.

When I started this I was a hopeless romantic, hopelessly in love.

Not anymore. I'm scared to think about falling in love with another man who will end up breaking my heart.

It's like I'm not destined to be in love or start my own family like I've always wanted.

I took a deep breath and turned around to walk back inside when I saw him. 

Stepping out of a million dollars car, wearing a suit while his body was draped over with a high quality coat.

No. 

This can't be happening.

It can't be happening.

Not again.

Not again!

I can't fall in love with him at first sight. I just can't.

'It seems you've fallen in love with him at first sight, Aisling Garcia.' my subconscious mind mocked me.

I'm scared for myself.