Mindy hadn’t expected to find herself here at all; she was
meant to be a successful Film Producer by now, not stuck in a crappy
secretarial job, living in a shared house with people she would rather not know.
If she hadn’t let him in, let herself be wooed, given up all
her plans for a life with him, she’d be on track by now, doing what she was
meant to be doing not picking up the pieces after wasted years.
She shifted in her seat by the café window; wasted was a
harsh word and one she didn’t like to use, but it was how she felt. She’d given
up all her dreams to share a life with him in his home town, but the minute
they’d moved there he’d gone back to his old life, socialising without her,
doing his own thing, leaving her alone to do hers, except for the brief moments
he needed to ‘be a couple’, for work or some social gathering with his couple
friends.
Well she’d given it long enough, now it was time to get
things back on track and just consider it a diversion, a reminder to never to
give up on her dreams again.
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