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Chapter 20-I could put Juliet to shame

Chapter 20- I could put Juliet to shame.

Heyy there cupcakes! Merry Christmas! I hope you are having a lovely holiday, wherever in the world you are right now. This is my Christmas present to you guys and I hope you like it and guess what? This is not it, since it's Christmas time, I will be updating a BONUS chapter in AUSTIN'S POV tomorrow most probably.

YAYY!

I know a lot of you requested it and I decided to be nice and grant your wish. If you guys want me to write any scene or a different character's POV comment or message me, I will oblige your request as long as you don't request smut. Sorry but this is supposed to be PG-13. Sorry fellas.

Anyway without further ado, here's the newest chapter and I hope you enjoy it!

Yashie,

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"Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid." I muttered to myself as I furiously typed on the computer.

I'm a smart person okay? And no, this isn't me being cocky or anything but generally in life, I'm not the kind of person who has to constantly check after a period of time whether her brain is still present in her skull, metaphorically speaking of course. But then if I was so smart, then why was I always the one to make ridiculously stupid decisions?

And to be more precise, ridiculously stupid decisions in my love life area. It's like whenever I have to do anything related to the matter of my heart my IQ falls equal to that of a dead fish.

I could put Juliet to shame.

"Sophia?"

I snapped out of my self- loathing and looked up to see my boss, Deb looking at me like I was junkie who escaped out of a loony bin.

"Can I please know why my employee is talking to herself and typing on a shut down computer?"

What?

I looked up to see that my screen was totally blank.

When did my computer shut down?

"I...uh..I was practicing my typing skills. My finger speed to be more precise you know, A new survey says that faster typing often yields better results because obviously it leads to more productive work which eventually leads to professional success which is basically profit for any company as it makes their workforce more accomplished and I'm pretty sure-"

"Sophia, zip it."

I shut my mouth and shrunk back into my chair at Deb's withering stare.

She stared me down with her lips set in a thin line, indicating I was totally prancing on her "hell-hath-fury" side.

"Sophia, you are one of my most accomplished employee's and it is disappointing to see you losing your focus like this. Whatever the reason is, I suggest you shove it out of your system before you enter to work because I will not have half- hearted work in this publishing house. Understand?"

I squeaked out a mousy yes, feeling my cheeks fire up from being reprimanded.

"Good, now I'll leave you to finish your work and no more finger typing practicing, clearly, this survey forgot to mention that fast typing for productiveness needs to be done with a switched on computer."

With that she walked out of my office leaving me very embarrassed.

"Stupid machine." I muttered as I booted my computer and laid back against my chair, sighing. How could I have my focus with conscience weighing on me reminding me of my stupid decisions?