Chapter 1

 

Amy speedily turned the key to the front door where she lived. She was exhausted and deflated. All she wanted to do now was drink hot chocolate from a big mug, put her feet up on the sofa and drown out her sorrows while watching one of her feel-good films that fooled her into thinking there were wonderful, handsome caring men out there in the world and happily-ever-afters were possible. She knew she was being the stereotypical weak, sad female feeling sorry for herself-all based on some fantasy conjured up by society and the media, as she had read somewhere in a female magazine-but she didn't care. She was alone, and she wanted to indulge in a little self-pity.

She had just gotten back from another disastrous date; the guy she had met had been obnoxious, arrogant and rude! He had spent the whole date talking about himself, his job in sales which earned him a huge bonus, and his prized car which he had described as if he was talking about a beloved pet. Amy remembered how her date had mentioned about cleaning and polishing his vehicle every three days and giving it a name. Not to mention his excessive chatter about how he loved his football team, that Amy had found out early on in their one-sided discussion was currently top of the league. Amy had not been able to get many words in during the entire conversation. Even so, when the date was over, he'd still had the nerve to ask if she wanted to come back to his flat to continue to get to know each other better!