In a world of panning cameras and scripted drama, Noe Carter finds himself thrust into a TV reality predicament like no other. Suddenly, he is faced with the unexpected: falling in love with not only a Bachelorette but also his fellow competition, a...
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It has been two days since I filed for a leave of absence, and I must admit, I feel quite out of place. While people fear missing out on any aspect of life, in my case, it is the absence of work that leaves me feeling like a fish out of water. It's almost as if work has become my addiction, and now that I am away from it, I am experiencing withdrawals.
It has become deeply ingrained in my brain, a relentless drive to push myself to the limits to come out at the top.
As I lay here, indulging in the luxury of sleep and leisure, I can't help but feel a sense of guilt. The thought of wasting my days in bed, eating, and binge-watching movies fills me with a sense of unease, I start to feel worthless.
Yet, my brother Nick assures me that it's perfectly alright to feel this way. He justifies every moment of relaxation as a well-deserved reward for the years of hard work I have put in.
Yet, deep down, I truly appreciate the tranquility of waking up without the need to rush or endure the chaos of crowded trains during the rush hour. It feels as though my life has undergone a complete transformation.
"Hey, dude!" Nick exclaimed, annoyingly as usual, as he slid into my room and plopped down on the side of my bed. I was engrossed in a movie on my tablet when he barged in. He held up the contract to his face and exclaimed, "Apparently, filming starts in February!"
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"Great, what on earth am I supposed to do?" I replied dismissively, my eyes still fixed on the screen of my tablet. The show I had been binge-watching for the past few days had captured my attention completely. But deep down, I couldn't deny that I cared more than I let on.
"Dude," Nick said, a mixture of surprise and anticipation evident on his face. He raised his eyebrows and held up a contract in front of me.
Reluctantly, I glanced over, feigning disinterest in between episodes. "What is it, Nick?"
He took a deep breath as if preparing himself for my reaction. "It's a dating reality show for The Rose Pursuit," he explained, his voice filled with excitement. His eyes seemed distant, lost in a daydream.
