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
Christiana sat nervously on the couch in her living room, staring at her phone as she anxiously waited for her ex-husband Tiger to arrive. It had been months since they had last seen each other, and even longer since they had spoken openly and honestly about their feelings for each other.She couldn't believe that she was about to have this conversation. After all they had been through - the fights, the tears, the heartbreak - it was hard to imagine that there was still love between them. But there was, and she knew it. She just didn't know how to express it.Tiger knocked on the door, and Christiana's heart leapt into her throat. She took a deep breath, stood up, and opened the door."Hey," she said softly, as she looked into his deep brown eyes. "Come in."Tiger walked into the living room and took a seat next to her on the couch. They sat there for a few moments in silence, both of them feeling the weight of the past between them.Finally, Tiger broke the silence. "Christiana, I kn
I sat in the police station waiting room, my hands shaking with anger and fear. I couldn't believe what had happened. My ex-husband Tiger had narrowly escaped being killed by his own cousin, Simon. The same Simon who had always seemed so friendly and harmless.But now, as I sat there waiting to file my complaint, I knew that Simon was neither friendly nor harmless. He had come after Tiger with a knife, and only through sheer luck had Tiger managed to escape with his life. I knew I had to do something to protect Tiger and myself.As I sat there, waiting for my turn to speak with the police, I replayed the events of the night over and over again in my mind. Tiger had come over to my apartment for dinner, and we had spent a pleasant evening catching up on old times. But as we were getting ready to leave, Simon had shown up at my door.At first, I had been happy to see him. After all, he was Tiger's cousin and had always been kind to me. But then, he had pulled out a knife and lunged at T
Simon paced nervously in his office, sweat dripping down his forehead as he tried to come up with a plan. He had orchestrated a horrific accident that had left his cousin Tiger in a coma, but he knew that he couldn't be tied to it. He needed a scapegoat, someone to take the blame for what he had done.As he pondered his options, his eyes fell on a framed photograph on his desk of Tiger and his ex-wife Christiana. A wicked grin spread across his face as an idea formed in his mind. Christiana was already hated by most of the family for her involvement in Tiger's previous divorce, so it wouldn't be too difficult to convince them that she was responsible for this latest tragedy.Simon quickly got to work, spreading rumors about Christiana's alleged involvement in the accident. He contacted the local media, anonymously tipping them off about a potential scandal involving Tiger's ex-wife. He even went as far as to plant false evidence at the scene of the accident, making it look like Christ