Love from My Dominant Boss

Natalie did not agree with my point of view due to her simplistic way of thinking. If two people like each other, they would find a way to be together. If they had no feeling for each other, nothing would work out.

If I could be as brave as Natalie, things between me and Michael might have turned out very differently.

“Enough about me and Michael, Natalie. How’s it going between you and Yuval? Are you together yet?”

Talking about Michael made me feel sad, and I was really sick of feeling that way so I was determined to talk about something else.

At the mention of Yuval’s name, a sense of doubt appeared in Natalie’s eyes.

“What is it? Is there something you can’t tell me? We’re best friends, Natalie. You can trust me.”

I felt a slight twinge of annoyance at her reticence. Being only concerned about her romantic life, I didn’t feel that my question constituted as prying.

“I don’t know how to tell you, Anna. I haven’t figured out how I feel toward Yuval. I can’t even tell if I like him that way. All I know is that I don’t hate him.”

Ever since that trauma with John, Natalie had grown wary of her feelings toward men. Though she appeared to be unmarred by the experience, I knew her well enough to know that it had hurt her deeply.

“If you find him bearable, you could try dipping your toe in and see how you get along with him. If you find that you really don’t like him that much, you could still be friends with each other.”

Though I knew that Yuval was a pretty good guy, it still depended on how much Natalie enjoyed being with him. That was something she had to figure out herself.

After having dinner at Natalie’s, I went home. Whenever I come back to this place, I would always be reminded of all the memories with Michael when he used to be here.

back into the present. But, I found it hard to forget him even after we had ended our relationship. It

sigh, I chastised myself for overthinking. After a

large bed in the bedroom had been occupied by Michael and me in the past. It bore the memories of the

him being gone for many days. When I closed my eyes and listened, it really did feel like the good old days when

nothing could ever happen between the

my eyes tightly, determined not to overthink. The more reluctant I was to

were routine and dreadfully boring. The monotony had me believe that my life

very clear-cut whenever he spoke to me. Though it was hurtful, I

when I arrived at work, I found my colleagues gathered around

in matters like these, I did not join them. Instead, I headed

turned on my computer and picked up where I left off on the advertisement design that I was working on yesterday. Suddenly, Millie detached herself from the crowd and made her way toward

Aren’t you curious about what we’re gossiping about?” Millie said with her

half of them,” I replied without looking up, my eyes being fixated on the keyboard

gossiping about

felt as if

I asked calmly

a juicy piece of news, isn’t it?”

my heart, and I felt

Despite my best efforts, my voice still trembled

Man, what a

at the news to