Tiger’s point of viewI had a big meeting today with a potential investor, and my ex-wife was going to be there as well. We had been divorced for a few years now, but seeing her still brought up a lot of mixed emotions. Christiana was there too.I was astonished to see that she was already there, sitting at the conference table with a few other people. And then I saw her, my friend Helen, sitting next to her.I could feel my heart rate pick up as I walked over to the table. My ex-wife stood up to greet me with a smile, and my friend stood up as well. I introduced them to the other people in the room, and then we all sat down.As the meeting got started, I tried to focus on the business at hand, but I couldn't help but notice the way my ex-wife kept looking at my friend. It was like she knew something, and I had a sinking feeling in my stomach.After the meeting was over, my ex-wife pulled me aside. "So, that friend of yours, she likes you doesn't she?" she said, her voice low.I was t
Third person’s point of viewOnce againAs she(Christiana) walked into the café, she immediately spotted them sitting at a table in the corner - her ex-husband and his friend. Her heart sank as she saw the way they were laughing and joking with each other, the easy familiarity between them that came with years of friendship. She tried to shake off the feeling of jealousy that was creeping up inside her, but it was hard.She had always known that her ex-husband had a lot of female friends, but this one was different. There was something about the way she looked at him, the way she touched his arm when she laughed at his jokes, that made her feel uneasy. It was clear that this woman liked him, and that made her jealous.She took a deep breath and walked over to their table, trying to put on a smile that she hoped looked genuine. "Hi," she said, trying to sound cheerful. "How are you guys doing?"Her ex-husband looked up at her and smiled, but his friend just gave her a quick glance befo
The dimly lit pub had always been Christiana's sanctuary, a place where the world's chaos seemed to recede, and where the clinking of glasses and distant laughter provided a comforting backdrop to her thoughts. On this particular evening, however, the atmosphere felt different. The familiar faces around her, friends and strangers alike, seemed to blur into a haze of guilt and regret. Christiana nursed her whiskey, feeling its warmth spread through her body as she replayed the events of the night in her mind. She knew she had overstepped a line, and pushed things too far, and the burden of her actions was weighing heavy on her conscience. Her eyes drifted to the corner of the room, where Joseph sat nursing his own drink. Joseph, a casual acquaintance at best, had become an unwitting pawn in her reckless game. She had invited him out tonight, knowing that Tiger would be at the same pub. Christiana had hoped that by cosying up to Joseph, she could ignite a spark of jealousy in her ex-hu
Third’s point of viewAs she stood outside his apartment door, Christiana's heart was pounding in her chest. She knew she had to apologize for what she had done, but she didn't know if her friend, Joseph, would even want to talk to her.Taking a deep breath, she knocked on the door, waiting anxiously for him to answer. After what felt like an eternity, the door swung open, and Joseph's face appeared, looking surprised to see her there."Hey, Christiana," he said, his voice guarded. "What brings you here?""I came to apologize, “Christiana said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I used you, Joseph. I used our friendship to make my ex-husband jealous, and I'm sorry."Joseph's expression softened, and he stepped back, allowing her to enter. "Come in," he said, closing the door behind her. "Let's talk."Christiana followed him into the living room, taking a seat on the couch. Tom sat down beside her; his eyes fixed on hers. "Why did you do it, Christiana?" he asked, his voice gentle.Tea
Third person’s point of viewTiger stood at the entrance of the bar, his heart racing with trepidation as he waited for his cousin, Simon, to arrive. It had been a year since they last saw each other, and their relationship had always been strained. Tiger knew that Simon had always harbored a deep resentment towards him, and he had always been wary of his cousin's malicious intentions.As he scanned the room, Tiger spotted Simon sitting at the bar, a smug smile on his face as he chatted up the bartender. Simon was the kind of person who always seemed to be up to no good, and Tiger had heard whispers that he had gotten into some trouble with the law in recent years.Taking a deep breath, Tiger approached Simon and greeted him cautiously. He could feel Simon's eyes scanning him up and down, looking for any weaknesses to exploit."So, cousin, what brings you here?" Simon asked, his tone dripping with sarcasm."I just wanted to catch up, see how you've been," Tiger replied, trying to keep
Third persons point of view"Christiana, I know that we have a complicated history, but I can't deny my feelings for you," Simon said, taking her hand in his. "I want to be with you, to love you and cherish you, for as long as we both shall live."Christiana's eyes widened in surprise. She had never expected Simon to confess his love to her, especially not after their past history. But as she looked into his eyes, she saw something different, something genuine."Simon, I don't know what to say," she said, her voice trembling. "Our history is complicated, and I don't want to hurt Tiger."Simon squeezed her hand. "I understand that, Christiana, but we can't keep living in the past. We need to look towards the future, and I believe that future is with us together."Christiana thought about Simon's words, and for the first time in a long time, she felt hopeful. Maybe, just maybe, there was a chance for them to be together."I need time to think," she said, pulling her hand away. "I can't
Third person’s point of viewShe could feel the sweat beads forming on her forehead as she finally managed to dial Tiger's number. Her hand trembled as she pressed the call button, and she held her breath as the phone rang on the other end."Tiger, please pick up," she muttered under her breath, her voice shaky and barely audible.After what seemed like an eternity, the line finally clicked, and Tiger's voice filled her ears. "Hello?" he answered, his tone cautious and guarded."Tiger, it's me, Christiana," she blurted out, her words tumbling out in a rush. "I need your help. Simon is about to tell everyone about our contract marriage, and I don't know what to do."There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line, and Christiana held her breath, waiting for Tiger's response. She knew that their relationship had ended badly, but she was desperate and had no one else to turn to."Tiger?" she prompted, her voice cracking with anxiety."I'm here," he replied finally, his voice s
Third person’s point of viewChristiana sat alone in her small apartment, staring out the window as she pondered the complexities of love. She had always been a romantic at heart, dreaming of the day when she would find her soulmate and live happily ever after.But as she grew older and experienced more of life, she began to realize just how difficult love could be. It seemed like every time she found someone she was interested in, there was always something standing in the way.Sometimes it was distance – the object of her affection lived in another city or country. Other times it was timing – they were both at different stages in their lives and wanted different things. And sometimes it was just bad luck – the person she was interested in simply did not feel the same way.As Christiana sat there, she wondered why love had to be so complicated. Why couldn't it just be easy, like in the movies? Why did it always seem like there were so many obstacles in the way?She thought about all