“Babe, do you know every word written by a great novelist comes from deep within his or her soul? I will be devastated if my novel is ruined because of a badly written finale. I cannot allow that!” Tiffany mourned in despair, hands clasping her head.

Bemused, Amelia asked, “Is it that bad?”

“How could you ask such a dumb question? I thought you knew me best,” grumbled Tiffany.

“Let me read the manuscript of your latest fantasy novel. I will give you some feedback,” Amelia offered.

Tiffany’s eyes lit up immediately. She snapped her fingers and exclaimed, “Babe, you are the best!”

Amelia read through Tiffany’s manuscript. She could see that the latter had a natural flair for writing. The novel was well crafted, with a captivating plot. It was no surprise that her books were always snapped up once they hit the stores, allowing her to become a best-selling author.

“Tiff, I think this fantasy novel is amazing! However, as a reader, I would prefer a happy ending. All your previous novels had sad endings. Readers may get tired of that. Moreover, the male and female leads went through so much together. Your readers and I will protest if you let the female lead be annihilated. I demand a happy ending for this novel. Otherwise, you’re annihilating our decades of friendship as well!” Amelia threatened.

“Babe, is that threat necessary? It’s just a novel’s ending. Well, since you’ve asked for a happy ending, you’ll get a happy ending,” Tiffany promised.

Satisfied, Amelia nodded and leaned back lazily on the couch. “Tiff, I’m spending the night with you and I will head to the office from here tomorrow morning.”

“Why, welcome home, Babe. This is your home too. You can stay here anytime you want,” Tiffany said.

The two gals spent the night chatting in bed till midnight before nodding off. On the other hand, Oscar found himself alone in bed and was having trouble falling asleep. He took out his phone and started writing: Woman, where are you? Do come back soon. I need to talk to you.

Yet upon consideration, he deleted the message without sending it.

It was then his phone rang. He looked at his phone excitedly but seeing the caller ID, his smile faded. Composing himself, he answered the call. “Hello, Cassie.”

“Oz, did I wake you?” Cassie’s soft voice was heard from the other end of the line.

For you, anytime,” Oscar assured

hear that. “Oz, you are the best! I hope Ms.

I’m here by myself, so no worries,” Oscar

was followed

Oscar was baffled

again. “Since Ms. Winters is not in, can I go visit you? I’m a

that proposal and offered

back. You kept saying you love me, yet you’re reluctant to let me

kept to his stance and repeated his question, ”Where are you, Cassie? I

me to tour your new home. Or maybe you never wanted me

kept his cool and cajoled her, “Cassie, be a good girl. Tell me where you are

love me, then don’t give me any more excuses. It’s either I go over tonight or I’ll head back to Erihal immediately. Who cares

was a limit to how much he could tolerate unreasonable demands.

the line,” Oscar said

asked, “You

“That is not true. Let me know where you are and I will be

your house. You have always

this nonsense. Tell me where

visit you at home repeatedly,” Cassie cried. “I had a bright future in Erihal but I gave it all up to come back to you. Between music and you, I chose you. And this is how you repay my

not for his love for Cassie, he would have hung up on her. “Cassie, you know my feelings for you. But if you insist on being wilful, then I can only choose to let you go back to Erihal. Four years ago, you did not spare a thought for me and left

rest. We’ll

I have to

that love had somewhat diminished with time, she still had a special place in his heart. He

Hutton. Her room was on the twenty-first floor. The door opened immediately after he rang the bell. Cassie, dressed in a bathrobe, flung herself into his arms. “Oz, you are not angry

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