“You can if you're willing to!” Dustin spluttered.
Sorry to burst your bubble. The thing is, I'm not!
“Dustin, I'm sorry. We have to end this! Let's pretend that nothing ever happened that night, okay? Consider this a favor... from me.”
Oh, dear Joan. What lovely eyes you have. So sincere, so firm, and so charming! But I cannot allow things to go your way! I want you, and I'll find some way to marry you, Joan!
“Come on, Joan. We can give it a try, you know? I don't care what's going on between you and Larry. You're the only one I want!” Dustin tugged on her arm, for fear she might run away from him.
No matter what, as long as you haven't reconciled with Larry, I still have hope! And even if you get back together with him, I'll keep waiting for you!
“Please don't do this. If you keep this up, I'm really going to scream!” Joan warned him.
Dustin immediately let go of his right arm and adjusted his attitude.
“I came here today to make it clear to you, once and for all. I implore you, don't waste your time on me. It's not worth it!” Joan muttered.
“No! Of course you're worth it. You're the only woman I love, Joan! I won't accept anyone else besides you!”
“That's because you haven't met the right one,” she added.
What does “the right one” even mean? Two people who share the same ideals, or two people who fall in love at first sight? But how many matches made in heaven are there on this planet? I've finally met you, Joan. You, who make my heart beat like crazy And now you want me to give up without a fight?Thud!
A young man had stumbled into their private room by accident. “Oh, pardon me. I must have the wrong room!” he excused himself.
“Geez! How can you barge into someone else's room like that! Get over here, now!” Out of the blue, Jake swung by the private room as he yelled at the intruder. Three sets of eyes met.
Instantly, everything seemed to have come to a standstill.
Joan and Jake exchanged glances. It took some time for them to respond.
“Joan? Why are you here? Who's this?” Jake demanded to know Dustin's identity as he pointed at the man opposite Joan. The frown hanging on his face showed that he was not pleased at all.
“Just a friend,” Joan simply replied.
Just a friend? Dustin looked away from the man at the door and turned to face the woman. His expression was one of disappointment.
“And who are you?” Dustin rose from his seat and asked, albeit not in a nice way.
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