Author’s POV

Hello my dear reader, this is my first story. I will introduce the characters as the story develops. I hope you’ll love it and support me. Thank you 😊

(Cover image not mine but from google)

Main characters:

Female lead: Mandy Williams aka Mandy 30yrs old. A fashion and an interior designer. Her wealth is unknown since she’s keeping it a secret. She loves her family.

Male lead: Terrence Kim aka Kim 31yrs old and an architect. Second wealthiest person in the country. He loves his family.

POV of Mandy Williams(fl)

Growing up, I always believed in the “happily ever afters” and thought that was a complete definition of love! I sit back today and laugh at that thought. How naive and innocent! Here I am today at the age of thirty and I still don’t have a stable relationship to boast of. The only thing I can proudly win awards for would be the number of crushes I’ve had till now. I’m sure this number would have made me wealthy if I were to monetise it.

Come to think of it my first relationship was in high school, a geek like me who got all the attention I wanted from a hottie! I thought yeah, this must be it “love”! Only to find out that I was being played. This hottie had a bet with his friends to see who could get the cleverest girl in the school and he also had a girlfriend. Sigh! I caught him red handed and broke it off with him. Was I hurt! Hell no! I moved on like nothing ever happened. Funny right! But that was where I realised I never loved him because if I did I would have been broken down like those who suffer from brokenhearts.

The only real relationship I’ve ever been in was when I turned twenty-two years. However, it only lasted for a month. Everything was all rosy, even the moody weather turned into a joyous one in my eyes. Stones turned into gold, in fact everything became perfect. I started thinking about marriage and the happily ever afters, I didn’t mind the fact that we were in a long distance relationship.

The first week of dating was blissful, saying words and doing things you’d never say and do. Saying “I love you” meant a lot during the first week of dating,

however, as time went on the “I love yous” were not holding much meaning and saying it felt like we were being forced then we began drifting apart. The ten times a call in a day became shorter, from five to three to once a week and the duration also lessened. We broke up before we even met.

Is something wrong with me? Am I normal, if I am then why haven’t I felt this kind of thing people feel when they’re in love? Seriously someone should please tell me what love is and show me how to love? I want to feel that happiness everyone feels when they’re in love! Because I feel like giving up!

Next chapter is POV of Kim (ml)

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POV of Kim (ml)

I am from a multicultural family where my dad is German and my mum is Korean, I have two senior brother and sister so obviously I’m the last born of three children. My family is more of your typical traditional Korean family where we practice the extended family system with a twist of European influence. As a result, the family gets together at least 3 times a year. I live with my Korean grandma in New York (yeap, I’m a nanny’s boy!) and I extremely love my family.

Not to brag but I’ve always been surrounded by love all my life and there’s love everywhere I go. I always try to encourage people around me to spread and open up to love.

I have always been a capable and a positive person since a young age, I started drawing my future goals when I was only three years old and I held my first art exhibition at that same age. At four, I won first place at the nationwide piano competition. I accomplished so much achievements as I grew up to the extent that my community asked me to run for the post of a senate to which I refused. I always succeed in whatever I set my mind to do even in love.

The first person to captivate my heart was a girl I met when I was only ten years old, Adele. We were of the same age and from different schools, we met at a friend’s birthday party. I remember watching beauty and the beast as a kid and I fell in love with Belle so I began using her as my beauty standard for all girls who approached me when I was young. So when I met Adele I was mesmerised. I saw Belle in her and I couldn’t resist the edge to as her out. Who can question or control how and the appropriate age at which one falls in love!?

At my first attempt, I was utterly rejected by her and we remained best friends but I never gave up. I kept pursuing her for four years till on her fifteenth birthday she finally said yes. It’s never easy pursuing a woman like my paternal grandpa once said, “chasing after a woman is like waiting for a talipot palm to bloom” but the chase is worth it.

Our relationship was constantly like we were in our honeymoon phase, we never got bored with each other and everyone knew we had plans toward marriage after university. The only person in my family who had a second opinion about Adele was my maternal grandma, I never understood why because Adele was an angel in disguise. She was the person I had all my firsts with, “kiss, sex, fights, alcohol, clubbing and many more.

After university, the topic of marriage was brought up but she kept changing the topic and postponing it so I thought it was one of those cat and mouse chase cycle I had to go through again so I gave in to here demands. After fifteen years of being with her, she suddenly asked for a breakup! I was hit so hard that my philosophy on love shuttered, my first and only relationship lasted for twenty years with an additional four years of friendship with the same person!

She never gave me any tangible reason for the breakup and I thought we were doing well. It’s been a year since the break up and I constantly tell myself it is all my fault, due to this I suffered psychologically and have never had a steady relationship. My last relationship lasted a week which by the way is the longest I’ve been in after my relationship with Adele.

So tell me what is love!? Some one should please help me kindle this passion I had for love because I’m breaking down mentally!

POV of Mandy (fl)

My mum was transferred to South Africa because of work so we had to move to Johannesburg with her after her divorce with my birth father at the age of twelve. She accepted the offer because she wanted my sister and I to know our roots since our birth father is South African but lives in California. They met when he went to Britain for vacation. Mummy being from a British aristocrat family wanted her freedom so she moved to California with my dad till their divorce.

It was quite difficult making new friends but easy getting bullied in a new environment. I began high school in an international school were I had most of my crushes and first break up. It was during here that I met a bully who kept making fun of me any moment he had, I got so mad at him that I never spoke to him till we completed high school. I moved to Paris, France right after high school to study fashion and design but I kept in contact with my best friend, Wendy.

Five years after high school, I was invited to our alumni annual get-together to which came as a surprise! I was never invited to our alumni events since I completed high school. Like I said I was a geek who had few friends and zero popularity so who in their right mind would invite me unless they wanted to ridicule me! Wanting to find some answers and also to show them the new me I was determined to go.

I have ginger red coarse curly hair due to the its nature, I always had it in a ponytail because it was easy to maintain with goggles that were twice the size of Harry Potter and I was sure that was what everyone was expecting to see. I couldn’t wait to see their faces.

New characters

Quincy (bully/ crush/ bff of fl): 30yrs, has a serious crush on Mandy (fl) but too proud to say as a result he bullies Mandy just to get her attention. Very popular in high school and everywhere. Also clever. From Johannesburg and travels a lot.

POV of Quincy

I always attend the annual alumni get-together just so I could see Mandy and confess my feelings to her as well as apologise for being nasty to her but she never comes. So this year I stood for the presidency position and won just so I could invite her. I hope she comes! I thought to myself. As I was welcoming and chatting with the old students I kept turning my head in every direction in search of a redhead with ponytail who was average in height. I can’t find her! I retorted!

All of a sudden the place went quiet. A flashy car that had just been announced this year had just caught everyone’s attention and they were all eager to see who it was.

A long and deceptively delicate legs that were royally planted in one of Jimmy Choo’s latest collections were hanging out of the opened car door. Just then, the owner of those beautiful legs got out of her car completely and a ginger redhead could be seen.

Out of the crowd watching and murmuring about the incognito figure, someone shouted , “Mandy”! Everyone was in awe and started murmuring, this caught Quincy’s attention and he started to move towards the person but he was quickly caught by his friends.