Chole's POV:
I am the Mayor's daughter.
I am rich.
I am smart.
I do not get it.
Why has Luka ignored my phone calls?
Chole's POV:
Is he giving me the silent treatment?
I am his employee.
I am also his girlfriend.
I know he has not officially announced it yet.
Still, where did he go without me?
Chole's POV:
I know it is not ladylike to pout or bite your nails.
I never cared much for being a proper woman.
I a bit of a free spirit.
I dumped that pesty boyfriend, Adrien Agreste.
Goodness, you think Luka would be more appreciative of all I have done for him.
How dare he act as if I am just any other person?
I am his woman.
"Good grief, Luka, please call me back!" I begged as I left him another voicemail message.
I worried that he might have someone else.
Who was I kidding? Luka was not into just anyone.
I have nothing to be worried about here.
Chole's POV:
I nibbled on a fingernail.
I heard my mother call out, "Chole do not be ridiculous, utterly ridiculous! You know much that manicure cost?"
I rolled my eyes.
It was time I moved out.
I was certainly old enough.
I grinned as it dawned on me.
I could surprise him.
I packed my stuff, so I could be ready.
An hour later, It was all settled.
I kissed my mother on the cheek.
Then, without a word, I left.
I never looked back.
Chole's POV:
I arrived at his place in no time.
It was dark.
Well, no matter.
I unpacked my things and used my spare key to get inside.
"I know it is for emergencies only, but he will not mind."
I tried to convince myself this was no big deal.
I placed my things in the guest room.
Now, what? I thought.
Find out more in Chapter 11
bye, bye little owlets!
-Summer out!
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Am I that Unlovable? by Summer Cheng
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