Christiana’s point of viewIt was the end of another long day at work, and I was looking forward to some much-needed relaxation time. As soon as I got home, I changed into my comfortable clothes and headed straight to my balcony.It was my favorite spot in the house, the perfect place to unwind after a hectic day. I loved the feeling of the cool breeze on my skin, the sound of the leaves rustling in the wind, and the beautiful view of the city skyline in front of me.As I settled into my comfy chair, I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, and let out a long sigh. I could feel all the stress and tension of the day slowly melting away.I reached for my favorite book, a cup of hot tea, and a cozy blanket, and snuggled up in my chair. It was my me-time, a chance to escape from the world and immerse myself in a good story.As I turned the pages, I felt myself getting lost in the characters' lives, their joys, and their struggles. I laughed with them, cried with them, and cheered them on as
Third person's point of view'Christiana sat across from her ex-husband, Tiger, in the cozy coffee shop they used to frequent during their happier days. She took a sip of her cappuccino and nervously twirled a strand of her hair around her finger. They hadn't seen each other in months before the meet in flight, and the last time they spoke, it was through their lawyers. She had no idea why Tiger had reached out to her now, but she couldn't ignore his message."Thanks for coming," Tiger said, breaking the uncomfortable silence between them. Christiana gave him a small smile and nodded, still unsure of what to say."I just wanted to talk, you know," Tiger continued, looking down at his hands. Christiana could tell he was nervous, and it was a rare sight to see him vulnerable."Okay," Christiana replied, studying his face. He looked older than she remembered, and the lines on his forehead seemed deeper."I know I screwed up, Christiana," Tiger said, finally meeting her gaze. "I should ha
Third person’s point of viewTiger sat thinking alone in solace in his small apartment, looking blankly at the wall. The plasma TV was on, a he was watching his favorite series. But he wasn't really watching it, though he was thinking about his personal issues of life. About his Christiana. His mind was occupied with thoughts of Christiana, his ex-wife. They had broken up just a month ago, and he was still reeling from the pain of it all. Yes.He couldn't believe it was over then. They had been together for approximately a year, and he had thought everything was going great. But then she dropped the bombshell on him. She said she does not need him, that she wasn't sure if she was ready to settle down yet.Tiger couldn't help but feel like he had failed. He had always thought of himself as a good human being, someone who was caring and attentive. But now he was alone, and he couldn't shake the feeling that he had done something wrong.He had tried to talk to Christiana, to find out wha
Tiger's point of viewI arrived at the bar, feeling excited and slightly nervous at the same time. I was meeting my friend and colleague, Sarah, to discuss a potential collaboration on a business ad shoot. She was a talented photographer, and I knew she would be the perfect fit for the job.As I approached the table where Sarah was sitting, I couldn't help but feel a little self-conscious. I was wearing my best suit and had spent a little too much time on my hair that morning. I knew I didn't need to impress Sarah, but I wanted everything to go smoothly."Hey, Sarah," I greeted her as I took a seat across from her."Hey, Tiger," she replied, giving me a warm smile. "So, what's this collaboration you wanted to discuss?"I leaned forward, eager to dive into the details. "Well, you know I've been working on that new campaign for our client, right? We're planning on shooting a video ad, and I was thinking it would be great to have some high-quality photographs to go along with it."She no
Third person’s point of view As the sun set behind the city skyline, Helen sat nervously on the couch in her best friend Tiger's living room. She fidgeted with her fingers as she waited for him to come back from the kitchen with their drinks. "Here you go," Tiger said, handing her a glass of wine before sitting down next to her. Helen took a sip and tried to calm her nerves. She had been rehearsing what she was going to say to Mark for weeks, and now that the moment had arrived, she felt tongue-tied. "Is everything okay?" Tiger asked, noticing her discomfort. She took a deep breath and decided to dive in. "Tiger, I need to talk to you about something. Something that's been on my mind for a while now." Tiger leaned forward, giving her his full attention. "Okay, go ahead." She took another sip of wine, gathering her thoughts. "Tiger, I love you. I have for a long time now. And I know that we've always been just friends, but I want to take our relationship to the next level. I want
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