Fiction: Group 4
Nathan
I couldn’t control myself anymore, she was such a sweet and kind young woman and she wasn’t like all
those other woman I’ve always been with. I pressed my lips to hers and held it there for moment. She was
surprised to say the least, I then gave her a kiss on the cheek and left. As I was walking away, I regret not
saying anything or staying longer. But the longer I stay with her or get close to her the harder it will be for
me to leave her. I arrive back at the holiday house late at night, its dark. And once I enter, I see Bridgette
standing there with her arms crossed
“You were with her, weren’t you?” she questioned.
“Why do you care?” I said.
“Because I’m your fiancé!” she screamed.
“Yes you are my fiancé but until we’re married I can do as I please, like you have, ever since we were
engaged.” I said calmly.
“Humph” she pouted, “That’s not fair-”
“You know what’s not fair? You cheating on me with another man and me still being here engaged to
you!” I shot back. “Nothing to say, huh?” I walked away.
Mei Ling
I fell asleep remembering the feel of his lips on mine, I was in the shop trying to focus on the chores but to
no avail. I hear the bell of the door and I can hear my father calling for me. I go to him and I come to a halt
at the sight of Nathan, I suddenly am overwhelmed with feelings from that night and suddenly feel very
conscious. Nathan says something to my father and leaves but not before he gives me an all-knowing wink.
My father comes to me and puts and hand on my shoulder and says “Mr. Nathan invited us to his holiday
house for dinner tonight.”
“Dinner at his house? Why father?” I acquired with a frown on my face.
“Because he was very happy with you helping him out at the library and very satisfied with the products I
sold to him.”
“Father-”
“You will go! End of discussion! And you will dress accordingly and behave! Do you understand?”
“Yes father.”
***
I am standing in front of his very big mansion house dressed in the fanciest clothing I own which just a
simple black silk dress with flowers along with my parents. We ring the doorbell, and one of the young
woman from who visited the shop last week answered the door. She was wearing a very beautiful green
dress with a plunging neckline.
We all went to the dining room. Nathan pulled out a chair for me, no doubt because of his western
upbringing. I blushed at his gesture and sat down. He then took a seat right across from me and the woman
in green whose name turned out to be Bridgette sat on the left of Nathan. I felt a small pang of jealousy at
the sight of them so close but it faded away when he smiled at me.
