No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Haley made a quick dodge to the side.

The speed was so unexpected that I couldn't hold back a burst of laughter.

While still chuckling, I grabbed the remote she'd tossed aside, "What are you so scared of? It's just a remote."

Haley's face turned from red to white, clearly upset.

I had already turned on the TV, getting back to the game. It was a nail-biter, tied at 8-8, approaching match point. The next score would be crucial.

"Get out!" Haley suddenly snapped at me.

I didn't put down the remote but aimed it at her. "Chill out, let me watch the game. We can talk after."

Admittedly, I was teasing Haley a bit, but I genuinely wanted to watch the game.

While most people were into pop stars and movie celebrities, I had a different taste. I was all about this girl on TV playing table tennis. Her journey from underdog to champion was just so cool! Haley surprisingly quieted down after that, and I threw in a challenge, "Let's make a bet. Guess who wins, and I'll grant you any wish, no matter what it is."

"Really?" Haley asked, skeptical.

"You can record it," I said, just as the game resumed and the other player scored a point. I looked at my favorite player, trailing by a point, then asked Haley again, "Well, you betting?" Haley didn't respond, unsure whether she didn't believe me or just couldn't make a guess.

weren't her thing. She was more about beauty and lifestyle

stunning return, the

Haley, "Only two points left. If

players called

Just one minute.

Haley, who was staring at me with a complex look in her eyes, hard to

is over, if you haven't

want to make a deal, just say it.

naive is a

let it be," I said, turning back

focusing intensely,

brightened, signaling the end of the timeout, Haley spoke

over,

game's done," I warned her, then turned my attention back

"Felicia, you wouldn't dare..."

I cut her

me,

wn

their rapid exchange, driving the small white ball back