She was a pretty little thing. The first time I saw her at his working place, I was overwhelm by some feeling. Some feeling that I’ve never felt before. A sense of fear. Or perhaps insecurity.

She’s pretty!

"Who is she? Quite pretty hor"

"Oh, just a colleague lor. She is from HR. Why?"

"Nothing much. Saw you talking to her so wondering who she was. You just started work. How come so close to her? Its just your first week though"

"She was the one that gave me my orientation here. Then we went for lunch on the first day. Aiya, nothing one la. You jealous ah? Erm, you should be la… Your dear dear me, so cute and handsome. Who can resist?"

Although he made it sound so assuring, it did not feel the same in me. Rather, the feeling was quite worrying. I can’t help but wants to learn more about her. Just hope that she will not become m fear in reality.

I was sent to China for a business trip. Hated travelling oversea. Tons of report when I’m back. Using my personal time when travelling and flights can kill. It was supposed be a 3 days trip but due to some factor, it has to be extended by a week.

It was Ethan’s birthday and I can’t rush back to celebrate with him. He doesn’t have much friends. Really don’t wish he end up celebrating it himself.

"Hi dear. Hey, i still can’t go back to Sin. Something cropped up and I have to stay for another day or two. So, what are you doing to do today?

"Oh, my colleagues wants to celebrate my birthday for me. They wanted to meet you as well. But since you can’t make it back, I just meet them myself."

"Where will you be going? Is Sherlene going as well?

"I think so. I’m not too sure though. I wasn’t the one that organised the gathering. Samuel did. Haiya, why so concerned over her. You kept talking about her you know! Anyway, I’m late le. I’ll sms you when back. You go rest early ya."

I couldn’t sleep. Image of the party was flashing. I can see them dancing and drinking happily. Argh!!!!! Its driving me crazy. I so wish to call and find out more. I wish I was there. I wish………

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"So, how was the party last night? You didn’t text me when you were back. Did you go home or not?" (with a faint smile)

"I was drunk."

"Ok. Is that all you are going to say? "What do you want to know?" "Well, at least you can start with who was there and where you went. What did you have that made you so drunk. That’s a lot you can say you know."

Whispering to myself. "Unless there are things you don’t wish for me to know!"

"We went Bala. Nothing much, just beer. The guys were pratically forcing drinks down my throat. Bound to get drunk."

"How you drive back?"

"Sherlene was staying near my place so she drove to my place and dropped me. Then she took a cab back. I think."

DROVE YOU BACK!!!!!!

I wasn’t even allowed to sit in the driver’s side and she gets to drive his car. Dammit! So, what does that make me?

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This was just the beginning of them, making the rest history. They did not get to together ultimately. I was the factor. However, I was the first to take the step back. Thinking that she might be more suitable for him. Perhaps she will be able to bring more joy and laughter to him.

He wanted to back but a relationship is just like a mirror. When you break it and try bringing them back, cracks still remains. You can’t mend the cracks. These cracks will remain as the barrier between us. It will always remain as the imperfection of the relationship.