Third person's point of viewAs the sun began to set over the horizon, the sky turned into a beautiful mix of orange, pink and purple. The gentle breeze blew through the trees, making the leaves rustle in unison. In the distance, the sound of birds chirping could be heard. It was a serene evening, and it was perfect for the couple that sat on the blanket in the park.Alivia and Joseph had been dating for almost two months now, and they were madly in love with each other. They enjoyed spending time together, and this evening was no exception. They had brought along a bottle of wine, some cheese and crackers, and were enjoying a picnic in the park.As the sun started to set, Alivia snuggled closer to Joseph. He wrapped his arm around her and pulled her closer. They looked into each other's eyes, and it was as if the world around them had disappeared. In that moment, it was just the two of them.Without saying a word, Alivia leaned in and kissed Joseph. It was a soft, gentle kiss at firs
Christiana’s point of viewSame thing same feeling. But the characters were different.Ah!As Emily sat nervously in the upscale restaurant, she couldn't help but wonder why she had agreed to this. She was about to meet a man she had never seen before, to discuss a proposal that was both unexpected and unconventional.Emily had always been a practical woman, and when she heard about the possibility of a contract marriage, she was intrigued. She had been single for too long, and the idea of a mutually beneficial arrangement was starting to seem like a good idea.The door opened, and a man walked in. Emily's breath caught in her throat as she watched him make his way towards her. He was tall and muscular, with dark hair and piercing blue eyes that seemed to look right through her. He was handsome, there was no denying that, but there was something about him that made her uneasy."Emily?" he said, extending his hand. "I'm Eric."Emily shook his hand, feeling a shiver run down her spine.
Christiana's point of viewAs soon as the ink dried on their contract marriage, the fights between Emily and Eric began. At first, it was small things - leaving the toilet seat up or not doing the dishes - but it quickly escalated into something much bigger.Emily had always dreamed of finding love and starting a family, but when her parents died and she was left with no financial support, she found herself at a loss. That's when Eric, a wealthy businessman, proposed a contract marriage. He needed a wife to maintain his image, and she needed financial stability. It seemed like a win-win situation, but the reality was much different.Emily couldn't stand the way Eric treated her like a business transaction. He was cold and distant, and she couldn't shake the feeling that he only saw her as a means to an end. And Emily, for his part, resented the fact that he had to be tied down to someone he didn't love.Their fights were explosive. They screamed and shouted at each other, each blaming
Third person’s point of viewAs soon as the door to their apartment closed behind them, Christiana and Tiger slumped onto the couch. They had just come back from a dinner party where everyone had asked them how their "marriage" was going. They both knew what they meant – their contract marriage. Till then everyone out there had come to know about the reality of their contract marriage and what were they doing. Their marriage was no more a secret it was open to all.Tiger cleared his throat, breaking the silence. "Christiana, I've been thinking about something we need to discuss."Christiana looked up at him, wondering what Tiger could be talking about. "What is it?""Our marriage contract is coming up for renewal in a few weeks," Tiger said. "I think we should talk about whether or not we want to renew it."Christiana's stomach sank. She knew this conversation was coming, but she still was not prepared for it. "Tiger, I thought we agreed that this was just a temporary thing until we b
Christiana’s point of viewAs I walked out of the courthouse, I couldn't help but feel a sense of relief mixed with sadness. My marriage of approximately a year was officially over. It was a broken marriage that had been slowly falling apart for years, but it was still difficult to accept that it was truly over.I thought about all the things that had led us to this point. The fights that we couldn't resolve, the lies that we told each other, the trust that we lost. We were two people who were in love, but did not want to stay together, but we stayed together for the sake of their needs. It was a mistake that we both made, but we couldn't undo it now.I walked down the street, lost in thought, and memories flooded back to me. The first time we met, the way he made me laugh, the way he held me when I was sad. But those happy memories were tainted by the memories of our fights, the hurtful words that we said to each other, and the tears that we shed.I realized that we had both changed
Third person's point of viewTiger had always thought that he was a strong man. He had weathered the storms of life with resilience, taking on each challenge with a steadfast resolve. But the divorce had shattered him in ways he never thought possible.He had spent the last few months in a daze, going through the motions of his daily routine without truly being present. He had lost the love of his life, his best friend, and the mother of his children. The pain was too much to bear, and he found himself retreating into a shell of himself.Tiger was hiding his feelings from everyone around him. His friends and family tried to reach out, but he would brush them off, insisting that he was fine. He didn't want to burden anyone with his pain, and he didn't want to admit that he was struggling.The truth was that Tiger felt like a failure. He had tried so hard to make the marriage work, but in the end, it had all fallen apart. He couldn't shake the feeling that he had let everyone down, incl
Tiger's point of viewI sat alone in our old apartment, staring at the empty space where my wife's belongings used to be. It had been months since she had left, but the pain of her absence still lingered.Our divorce had been messy and painful, with bitter arguments and hurtful words exchanged on both sides. In the end, we had decided that it was better to part ways - but that didn't make the loss any easier to bear.I missed her in so many ways. I missed the sound of her laughter, the feel of her hand in mine, the way she always knew just what to say to make me feel better.But most of all, I missed the sense of belonging that came with being with her. Even in our darkest moments, there had always been a sense of comfort and safety that came from knowing that we were in it together.Now, that sense of belonging was gone. I felt adrift and alone, like a ship lost at sea.I tried to fill the void with work and other distractions, but nothing seemed to bring me the same sense of fulfill
Christiana’s point of viewAs soon as I stepped inside the quaint cafe, the sweet aroma of freshly brewed coffee greeted me. The warm and inviting atmosphere made me feel right at home. It was a small but cozy space, with wooden tables and chairs placed close together, encouraging conversations between strangers.I took a seat at a small table by the window, allowing me to soak in the vibrant energy of the city outside. I pulled out my notebook and pen, ready to write down my thoughts and observations. As I sipped on my latte, I couldn't help but notice the diverse mix of people around me.A young couple sat at the table next to me, deeply engrossed in their conversation. A group of college students huddled together, laughing and sharing stories. An elderly man sat alone at a corner table, lost in thought.As I continued to observe my surroundings, I couldn't help but feel a sense of belonging. Despite being alone, I was surrounded by the hustle and bustle of the city and the company