Too Much To Bear My Love

“Babe, do you know every word written by a great novelist comes from deep within his or her soul? I will be devastated if my novel is ruined because of a badly written finale. I cannot allow that!” Tiffany mourned in despair, hands clasping her head.

Bemused, Amelia asked, “Is it that bad?”

“How could you ask such a dumb question? I thought you knew me best,” grumbled Tiffany.

“Let me read the manuscript of your latest fantasy novel. I will give you some feedback,” Amelia offered.

Tiffany’s eyes lit up immediately. She snapped her fingers and exclaimed, “Babe, you are the best!”

Amelia read through Tiffany’s manuscript. She could see that the latter had a natural flair for writing. The novel was well crafted, with a captivating plot. It was no surprise that her books were always snapped up once they hit the stores, allowing her to become a best-selling author.

“Tiff, I think this fantasy novel is amazing! However, as a reader, I would prefer a happy ending. All your previous novels had sad endings. Readers may get tired of that. Moreover, the male and female leads went through so much together. Your readers and I will protest if you let the female lead be annihilated. I demand a happy ending for this novel. Otherwise, you’re annihilating our decades of friendship as well!” Amelia threatened.

“Babe, is that threat necessary? It’s just a novel’s ending. Well, since you’ve asked for a happy ending, you’ll get a happy ending,” Tiffany promised.

Satisfied, Amelia nodded and leaned back lazily on the couch. “Tiff, I’m spending the night with you and I will head to the office from here tomorrow morning.”

“Why, welcome home, Babe. This is your home too. You can stay here anytime you want,” Tiffany said.

The two gals spent the night chatting in bed till midnight before nodding off. On the other hand, Oscar found himself alone in bed and was having trouble falling asleep. He took out his phone and started writing: Woman, where are you? Do come back soon. I need to talk to you.

Yet upon consideration, he deleted the message without sending it.

It was then his phone rang. He looked at his phone excitedly but seeing the caller ID, his smile faded. Composing himself, he answered the call. “Hello, Cassie.”

“Oz, did I wake you?” Cassie’s soft voice was heard from the other end of the line.

For you, anytime,” Oscar

you are the best! I hope Ms. Winters is not woken up by my call at this

by myself, so no worries,” Oscar

followed by prolonged

baffled that

I’m here.” Cassie finally spoke again. “Since Ms. Winters is not in, can I go visit you? I’m a little scared of being alone in the

and offered to

haven’t invited me to your place since I came back. You kept saying you love me, yet you’re reluctant to

to his stance and repeated his question, ”Where are you, Cassie? I will go over to

to tour your new home. Or maybe you never wanted me

frowned a little but kept his cool and cajoled her, “Cassie, be a good girl. Tell me where you

way. “Oz, I insist on visiting you at your home. If you love me, then don’t give me any more excuses. It’s either

an indulgent lover. However, there was a limit to how much he could tolerate unreasonable demands. Cross that

you have crossed the line,” Oscar said

of silence, Cassie asked, “You don’t love me anymore,

“That is not true. Let me know where you are and

look at your house. You have always acceded to all my requests in the

Tell me where you are,

repeatedly,” Cassie cried. “I had a bright future in Erihal but I gave it all up to come back to you. Between music and you, I chose you.

love for Cassie, he would have hung up on her. “Cassie, you know my feelings for you. But if you insist on being wilful, then I can only choose to let you go back to Erihal. Four years ago, you did not spare a thought for me and left me on the

her silence, he continued, “It’s getting late. Do have an early rest. We’ll chat again when you

gets to sleep by your side while I have to stay in a hotel. I

her. Even if that love had somewhat diminished with

room was on the twenty-first floor. The door opened immediately after he rang the bell. Cassie, dressed in a bathrobe, flung herself into his arms. “Oz, you are