Clara's POV
"Why are you late again?!" Sam gave me an irritated look, even though I was panting in front of him after a mad rush from work to meet him.
My heart couldn't help cringing whenever he treats me like this. Work has been bad enough, and he is not making life any better for me. I tried to pacify him by explaining to him about the unexpected work that came last minute, but he shrugged his shoulder and continued to ignore me with his sulky face for the rest of the night.
God damn it... What have I done to deserve all this...
I felt my tears welling up as I made my way back home after the date.
I jammed in the keys to my rented apartment with my Bestie, Dorris Lovisa, upon reaching home and slammed the door as though it was my arched enemy.
"What happened?" Dorris jerked up from her couch while she munched on her chips in front of TV. I just laid restless on the couch and hid my teary eyes with my right arm over it. Dorris has been my childhood playmate since kindergarten, she was my bestie throughout my life, nothing about me could hide from her. Dorris moved over to my side and gave me the worried look, "Hey... Are you okay?"
Since it was a futile attempt to even hide anything from her, I released my pent up emotions and crumbled in her chest. "No... I'm not okay..." I sobbed.
Dorris hushed me while she gave me a comforting pat on my back before she asked, "Was it him? Or was it work?"
Dorris was like my telepathy sister, she reads me like a book, and I'm eternally grateful for the presence of her in my life.
"Both... I guess..." I snorted while wiping my tears that rolled down my cheeks.
Dorris let our a sigh and said, "It will all be over soon, don't worry..." Then she suggested, "Forget about all these unhappiness, why don't we tuck into a tub of our favourite Hagaan Daz ice cream?"
My eyes immediately sparkled upon hearing Hagaan Daz ice cream. Dorris sure knows what will work for a food therapy addict like me.
Dorris's POV
I jerked upon hearing a loud slam from the door as I was too engrossed with my chips and TV. I turned around to see Clara looking really amiss. I know how badly she hated her job that she was bonded to, but she was never this sad every day. I guess it must have been Sam, that idiot again.
I knew right from the beginning that Clara and Sam weren't the right couple together. They were at polar ends in whatever areas one can think of, be it character, personality or even interest.
Clara isn't even bad looking, after all, she stands tall at 5.5 ft in height with a model statuesque. She just lacks the confidence in herself, I guess that's how Sam is using this to his advantage. Clara definitely deserves way more than this jerk.
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Silver Lining
Romance#1 in Wattpad Romance! "Don't fight me, please...!" he pleaded with his whisper by my ears. His obsession was killing me, yet I couldn't fight it, I was drawn to him unknowingly... Clara Mitch is stuck with a job that she detests and a rocky relatio...
