Linda's POV

I am a girl who has been searching for love for many years without success. I have several jobs, one of which is walking dogs. I also have two good friends, Dylan and Elena. We are very happy together.

I also like hand-painting. I love life, so in my spare time, I will pick up a drawing pen to draw what I like at will, calm down and draw a picture, which can completely relax myself. So if I could say it, I am just your normal, average girl. 

Early in the morning, I looked at the back of a girl I drew in the drawing book as if there was something missing. I picked up the pen again and filled in a few details on the drawing.

"Hi, this is Linda. Please leave a message." I heard my phone ring. 

"Hi, Linda, this is Carol from the Temporary Employee Agency Center in Los Angeles. Listen, Dr. Berthaire needs you tomorrow, okay? Please contact me as soon as you can. Goodbye." I glanced at the phone message and didn't care too much. I continued to paint on my drawing book.

"Good morning, neighbor." Dylan greeted me as he ate a piece of bread in his hand and a cup of coffee in his other hand. 

"Hey, help yourself." I looked at his laziness and ignored him.

"Oh, thank you, I've eaten it all." Dylan spread his hands and told me that he had finished his breakfast. It was really rude. I would like to tell him that it was rude but what was the point? He will do it again and again. I knew him already. 

"Oh, why should I ask for trouble? You know, Dylan, I gave you the key for an emergency, very, very urgent, not for you to get used to something like this." I don't know what he came to my room to do again. I was a little helpless. The little girl who had been painting for a long time lost her fragrance in an instant. I tore it off and kneaded it into a ball. When I walked out of the room, I threw it at Dylan, and then he received it.

"Yes, I need coffee," he cheekily said. He came over because he wanted coffee. He didn't care. He sat on my bed. "I don't know. It's good. I want to be here. Thank you." He opened the picture or the drawing I crumpled and looked at what I drew on the paper. Well, it's a good compliment.

"Well, I have to go to my first job. I'm going to be late. You stay, have some breakfast, take a shower and rummage through my drawers." Leaving Dylan alone in the room, because I found my first job, I was in a good mood when I went downstairs, and I ran down in a hurry, not forgetting to send them a kiss in the photo.

I was walking on the roadside when I saw an elder couple having breakfast outside of one of the local shops in town. The old man is slicing the pancake on his plate, dipping it on the syrup and giving it to his wife to eat. I saw them smile at each other after that. It was very heartwarming and I felt a little jealous. 

I asked myself, would I be able to find a love like that in my life too? A love that would last, a love that is not selfish, and a love that would make my heart melt just by the stare of my partner. Am I the only one who is wishing for that kind of love, or am I just really a hopeless romantic person? 

I am so busy with my thoughts that I did not see a child running towards me. When I noticed him, it was already too late for me to dodge so he collided into me. 

"Oops, I'm sorry miss. Did I hurt you?" He asked like he was a gentleman but his tone was still like a baby. He is so cute. I want to pinch his cheeks. 

"I'm fine, little man. Just don't run next time okay?" I replied, pinching his chubby cheeks a little. 

He nodded then waved goodbye at me. I could just smile at him and think of my day so far. 

"Hi, Linda, good morning." Pushing open the door of the building I am working at, which is the door of the dog walking restaurant, I heard my aunt's familiar voice. 

"Are the children ready?" I asked, pertaining to the dogs. I'm going to walk the dogs, so my aunt will feed and chain the dogs in advance. They have grown up with fear of the scary pedestrians outside.

"Dragon! Zorro!" Aunt called two cute dogs. It is estimated that I will walk them every day. When I see them running excitedly, I squat down and rub their cute heads, and then take them out.

"Hey, kids, let's go."

"Goodbye." I said to my Aunt then walked out of the building. My part-time job every day is to help my aunt walk her dog. As soon as we went out, they ran happily, as if they hadn't come out for a long time, and almost broke the chain.

"Goodbye." I heard my aunt say back to me from a distance.

I just waved my hand as a sign of goodbye then went on our way. The two dogs are so hyper that I think I will be pulled too. They just ran wherever they wanted and I was being pulled. I was right. I just sigh at my situation. 

After a few minutes of them pulling me and me pulling them, I think they are exhausted so they just walk. 

"Darling, children, oh, slow down." In this way, I took the dogs to the beach by the sea. The sun was shining. There were many people on the beach. They were walking, basking in the sun, and the family was playing games together. 

"Today, the air is filled with romance, no one can refuse your charm, today don't leave home too late, don't desperately search, love is in front of you." I sat on the beach basking in the sun, looking at the latest newspaper. There was a very beautiful scene, a few lovely dogs lying around me. 

It is so peaceful today and there was no unusual news in the newspaper. I looked at the scenery around me and could not help smiling. I wish everyday was like this. Everyday is peaceful and perfect and it will be much better if I also have someone beside me, right? 

Speaking of someone, I remember my future husband again. I asked myself, when would I meet you? I wish you were as handsome as I imagined you would be. I am already imagining things so I hurriedly busied my mind and read the newspaper in my hand. 

"Hey, what's going on?" A little dog suddenly got up and barked at a place I didn't know.

I squinted into its sight. There is a charming man who is running on the beach side with a bare upper body, his vigorous muscles look really attractive. He appeared like a beam of light suddenly illuminating all around. I saw dementia. I should feel my burning eyes. He also looked at me, smiled at me with a white teeth, and continued to jog forward. I responded with a smile and looked elsewhere in panic.

"I ordered skim creamy coffee, and now I eat all the fat." When I came to the cafe for coffee, I heard a guest angry at the waiter, which attracted me. I turned to look at the guest with glasses and orange sportswear, who didn't look very friendly or good-looking.

"I'll be happy to change it for you," the waiter told him hastily but he did not even let him finish speaking. 

"Can't you even make a cup of coffee well? I have eaten fat. Is it difficult to make such a cup of coffee?" There were many people in the cafe, but this didn't stop the customer from arguing and scolding the waiter. He was still adamant. It was the ringing of the guest's phone that stopped them from arguing. He took out the phone in his bag, but he didn't notice what fell on the ground.

"If you like, I can make you another one." The waiter patiently offered him another one, maybe, as a courtesy and to provide good customer service. 

"Hello? It's okay, you've done enough, thank you." Finally, he took his cup of coffee and went out on the phone.

"I'm sorry." It may be because of being scolded by the customer but the waiter still looked at his back and apologized to him, a little disappointed.

I went over and picked up the twenty dollars that the guest had dropped on the ground, put it in the piggy bank, and said "It's karma, cheer up." to the waiter, and then backed away from the door because there was no one behind me. 

"Thank you." The waiter first opened his mouth wide in surprise, and then smiled from ear to ear. 

"Oh, I'm sorry." When I was busy backing up, I seemed to bump into someone, and my hair was messy. I looked up at the hit person, and my eyes flashed a trace of surprise. It was the man running on the beach.

"Oh, I'm sorry." After he righted me, his face didn't look embarrassed after hitting someone, but he smiled at me again. His smile is contagious. 

"Hi." I did not change my face and prepared to go out, but he greeted me first. 

"Hi." I nodded and then walked out of the door. When I was out, I realized that I was holding my breath, so I let it out. "What a day." I thought out loud then got the dogs to go back to their owner. 

"Hey, what have you got there bud?" I asked the other dog when we were about to head out. He is sniffing something on the ground and would not let me pull him so I checked it out. 

When I looked at the ground where he was sniffing, I saw a wallet lying there. It was a normal wallet, a leather one. So I pick it up and open it to know whether or not it is someone's wallet or it is already a garbage. 

When I fully opened it, I saw a picture, an idea and a couple of dollars inside. It looked like the owner is a high school student since I can see his ID inside. 

"Did you see it?" 

I heard a voice of a boy who asked, not so far from us. When I looked around, I saw two boys looking like they were looking for something. The other one looked familiar so I checked the ID of the person in the wallet again. And sure enough, it was him. 

After I returned the wallet, I wanted to walk more by the seaside but it seemed that the dogs had enough so we went back already. 

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When we went back, we were greeted by my aunt at the door. 

"Hi Auntie, we are back." I said as I handed her their leashes. 

"Thank you for walking them." She replied then smiled at me. 

I said no problem then headed back to my room. I was walking back and remembered that I needed to refill my stocks of groceries at home so I decided to go to the supermarket. 

After a while, I was already here so I took a cart and started my task. I really enjoy grocery shopping since I can see many different products that I haven't seen before. I checked some needed items and also my wants then checked out. 

"Hmm. Should I also buy more bread?" I thought out loud. When I asked that, I remembered the bread that I really wanted to buy. It is like a cake but it has custard and cream inside. There is also another flavor that I like from the many variants of flavors available, the cream cheese one. So I pick them up and headed to the cashier.

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"I don't know how to play tarot cards. Why?" In the afternoon, I called my two friends, Dylan and Elena, to play tarot cards with me, but Dylan couldn't. The table is filled with snacks and drinks, and a good day begins with eating, drinking and having fun with friends.

"All right, just try it," I said to Dylan, drinking the drink in my hand. 

"Oh, this crazy old woman keeps showing up, samurai in shining armor." Dylan dug out a samurai card. 

"That's mine." I quickly swallowed the juice and went to get the samurai card in Dylan's hand.

"No, no, no, what?"

"I saw this man twice today." I shook my samurai card and told Elena excitedly that I met that man twice today.

"Which man?"

"Twice earlier, that should be a sign, right?" I said to Elena

"Yeah, a sign." Elena blinked. Her eyes matched mine. She smiled then I smiled too. It was like there was a link between our minds. 

"Yes, well, what did he say to you?" Dylan is curious about what I want to say next. 

"I didn't talk to him," I told him, frowning and sipping juice. 

"Oh, are you sure he saw you?" They smiled at each other, then there was no smile on their faces, or Dylan asked curiously how I didn't speak when we met each other.

"Yes! I mean, I think so."

"Well, honey, we're a little worried about you, because you've become a little abnormal, and we think it's because you are lacking in the relationship bureau." The two of them said this to me seriously, but I really met the man twice by mistake, but we didn't talk with each other. He said Hi to me and I said back but that was all. I don't know if I will regret that but it's already over so there is no use crying over spilled milk. 

"Exactly," Dylan said in line with Elena's words, trying to show that I have really been out of my mind recently.

"Look, just because I haven't had a relationship for a while, doesn't mean I'm pathetic. I'm just looking for a cute guy, you know, kind of guy, strong, but... going out occasionally, and observing things in detail, and... you know, maybe just different from others." I dreamed, I don't understand what my two good friends said about me, but I still hope that sweet love can happen to me. 

I am a hopeless romantic, you guessed it right. I want a love that is like what I read from the books. The one who could accept me as me and the one that I can spend the rest of my life with. 

"Maybe he was made up for you." Elena gestured to me. I bit my straw and laughed. Maybe that man really was a man made up for my empty heart for so many years.

"Oh, you made up for me." Dylan said gently to Elena, while he ate a proper wave of dog food, and the three of us laughed. 

"Oh, I'm sorry." Dylan was a little embarrassed and became silent.

"Berthaire's office, hi, Mrs. Reynolds." It was another day at work, and I sat at the station and answered the phone. This is my other work. Answering phone calls for Dr. Berthaire and writing down appointments. So basically, I am kinda like her secretary or assistant. 

"Go to my grandmother's house and tell her that I will go back later. I still have work to do... Okay, can you wait a minute? See you at home." The aunt at the oblique rear of the station is calling home. She is old and wearing reading glasses, and she is still busy. I listened to what she had to say. She will be late today, she said. 

"You know what? You go, I can help you." I let the aunt go first. I took her unfinished work and asked her to go home early.

"Thanks, Linda, you're so nice." She was so happy that she could get off work early. She then took the clothes hanging from the chair and went out. 

"No problem." I said then let out a smile. They were all nice so why wouldn't I be nice to them too? 

"Hi, George." A middle-aged Mediterranean uncle, with puffy bags under his eyes and stooped waist, looked like he didn't have a neck in his clothes. Yes, he was George.

"How are you, Linda?" He is holding a paper bag in his hand.

"Very well, what have you got?"

"The doctor told me to bring this from home." George said with his mouth wide open and his eyes round and pompous. He stiffly handed me a paper bag.

"Oh, okay, very good, the doctor will meet you soon." I looked at the contents, and my heart was a little disgusted. As George walked out of the door, I quickly applied some hand sanitizer to my hands.

There are more patients that came today so I got a little busy. I was busy writing on the computer in front of me that I didn't notice another one came in. I quickly apologized and asked for her appointment. 

Lunch came and I didn't notice the time until the doctor went out and said she was going to eat first. She invited me and since I was shy, I declined her saying I prepared for my lunch when in fact, I plan to go to the nearby shop and buy my food from there because I know that doctor will eat in her usual place. 

After lunch, we became busy again. I sigh and proceed on my day. I wish this day would be much faster. 

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One day when I was busy scrolling on my social media using my phone and just lying in bed, I received a call from Elena. I'm contemplating whether I should answer her or not since the article I am reading is so interesting, I am afraid that it will disappear if I answer her call. Thinking that it was about something serious, I pressed the answer button and placed the phone near my ear. 

"Hey, what's up? No, I'm not doing anything today. Yes. Why? You needed help? Sure."

I put my phone down and sigh. Since we have something to do later, I decided to take a nap first. I charged my phone then lay down on my bed. 

"Thank you." Elena is my friend and dessert chef. Today, she was preparing some desserts for a party. The party was crowded. She was so busy that she called me and Dylan to help. Of course, since she was our friend and we love dessert, we quickly agreed to her. 

"Here we come." I came with Dylan and saw that the chopping board in front of her was full of many kinds of food, which needed to be processed again.

"Thank God you're here. There are two girls missing tonight. Here, I'm sorry that's all we have left." She said, throwing two overalls for us to change and starting her work again. There are many people in the restaurant, but she is the only one busy on Elena's side.

"It's so cute, you know, I'm happy. It's sexy to dress like this, isn't it?" Dylan put on his apron and held a wall post beside him in a position that he thought he was handsome. Let's judge him. I'm not even kidding. 

"It looks good on you." Elena looked at his dress. 

"Take off your apron." We're here to help Elena. He's still playing a fashion show there. I'm a little unhappy so I stare at him.

"Hey, what's the matter?" He understood the purpose of his coming, he said "I'm sorry" and took off his apron with great understanding. 

One of the things I like about the two is that they can understand me when I am serious and not playing around. They also know how to shut up or slow down when I am not in the mood. We are like that to each other so I am thankful. 

"Where do we start?" I fastened my apron and asked Elena where I could help.

"Well, take these shrimp balls out and get a nice name." Elena handed each of us a plate of shrimp balls. She set the plate, which looked very good.

"I think this name is also good."

"Is there anything wrong with the name?" I had not walked out of the restaurant a few meters away with food, and I saw the man in the crowd. Yes, it was him again, as handsome as ever.

"Oh, my God, it's him." I shoved Dylan back to the restaurant with food, and did not forget to look back at him. He was chatting with his friends and laughing happily, but fortunately he didn't notice.

"Who, who is it?" Dylan looked blankly and tried to find the person I was talking about through the dining room curtain

"The man I met, he's here."

"Where?" "What?" The three of us poked our heads out from behind the dining room curtain and looked at the man.

"I met him three times in two days. What probability is this? Under what circumstances will there be such an opportunity?" I can't suppress the joy in my heart, which makes me very excited.

"For example, no," Dylan said with a calm eyes. 

"That's Dr. Field. This is his party. He just moved back from San Francisco," Elena said methodically. She works in this restaurant. It's not surprising that she knows this, but now I know it, too. At least I know what his name is and what his occupation is.

"Really?" I asked, really curious about him. 

"That's right." I looked at his side of the face while talking with others from a distance, and with Elena's affirmative tone, I remembered that I happened to meet this man in the past two days. I became interested in this man and wanted to know more about him.

"You're right, he's really handsome," even Dylan said. In fact, his tall nose, deep eyes and sexy stubble are the signs of his excellence.

A lot of prominent people at the party, Three or two stand together and talk and laugh, In the hall lights reflect each other, I am ready to meet the man, I re-end the plate of shrimp balls towards him, his handsome face, strong posture, I slightly bowed my head, around him round and round walking back and forth secretly looked at him, and then, I chose the best position to stand there, standing and a good position to look at him.