The Ill-fated Lovers

Chapter 6

The building was cold and I sat on the plush leather couch waiting for my name to be called while I flipped through a copy of a magazine. It was the magazine for the company I was working for.

New York has some of the best comedy clubs. But the bottom rock is the best of the best. You will find young fresh talented comedians that are not afraid to speak their minds. -Jack Bryce.

To be in love with someone and to think that you are in love are two completely different things. I've sat down with a few experts who shed some light on the difference between the two.-Camilla Crawford.

Live the lifestyle you've always dreamt of. Life is too short and you should have no regrets. So go on that vacation and buy that dream home. -Nick Ortega.

I sighed. I've now dreamed of Nick two nights in a row. He haunted my day and night time. I couldn't shake the feeling that there was something else wrong with the way Nick spoke to me.

It didn't make sense for someone to be so nice and then suddenly flip a switch and be horrible. There was either something mentally wrong with him or maybe I was taking the rejection badly.

Julia's office door opened and she came out with another one of her clients. She was a petite blonde girl and she was balling her eyes out. Julia was rubbing her back soothingly. "You take care now Phoebe. I'll see you next week." The girl nodded and choked out a hysterical okay before walking over to the elevator.

"Good morning Valerie," Julia greeted. She was dressed in her classic pencil skirt and white blouse.

I put the magazine down on the coffee table and walked into her office. I sat down on the couch and she came in after me and took a seat on her desk chair. "So how was your week?"

"I got a job."

"That's incredible, where?"

"Live Laugh Love magazine," I smiled.

She cleared her throat and I realized it was now time to address the elephant in the room. "How have you been sleeping this past week?"

"About that," I sat up straight. "Remember I spoke to you about a man that appears before I die. He gets murdered too and I don't see his face?" She nodded. "Well, it's the second night in a row now that I'm seeing my coworker as this man."

"Uh-huh," Julia drawls out. "Tell me Valerie how well have you gotten to know this coworker this past week?"

"We've spoken a total of four times. Three out of four times he was so nice and charming and then suddenly when I tried to speak to him last night he was rude which I found strange because I don't recall doing anything to offend him."

"Were you upset when he was rude?"

"Yes I drank an entire bottle of champagne and then I cried myself to sleep," I admitted.

"In most workplaces, it is common to have a little office crush as well as get involved with a coworker. Did you start to develop feelings for him?"

I slumped sitting back on the couch as I crossed my legs. "I can't explain it. I know it's too soon. Four times to talk to someone and then I already feel like I know him. I'm so happy when I see him it's silly I know."

Julia began scribbling notes on her notepad. "And your relationships in the past?"

"I've had one boyfriend."

Julia smiled. "Just the one. Any other side relations?"

"I've only ever kissed two men. My best friend Ben and my ex."