Determined to prove to her ex that she cared about more than just work, Alice impulsively booked the first apartment she found in a resort town. Her bold move took an unexpected turn when she arrived to find a half-naked stranger roaming inside.
Alice walked down the street in tears, unable to understand how her life had come to this. The bright city lights blurred through her tears, and her heart felt heavy. Her job had become more important than anything else, consuming her every thought and moment.
Alice felt lost and overwhelmed. She approached her friend Sally’s house, hoping for some comfort. She climbed the stairs to her apartment, each step feeling challenging.
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Reaching the door, she took a deep breath and knocked. After a few seconds, Sally opened the door, her face immediately turning to concern when she saw Alice’s tear-streaked face.
“Alice, what happened?” Sally asked, her voice full of concern as she took in her friend’s tear-streaked face and slumped shoulders.
“Michael broke up with me,” Alice said, her voice breaking as fresh tears spilled down her cheeks.
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Sally didn’t hesitate. She pulled Alice into a tight hug, holding her friend close as she cried. “Come inside,” she said softly, leading Alice into the warmth of her cozy apartment.
Alice sank into a chair at the kitchen table, feeling drained and heartbroken. Sally busied herself in the kitchen, grabbing a bottle of wine and pouring two glasses. She set one in front of Alice before sitting down beside her.
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“Well, tell me everything,” Sally urged gently, wanting to understand what happened.
“Michael broke up with me,” Alice repeated, her voice trembling. “He said my job is more important to me than he is, and I never pay any attention to him.”
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Sally’s eyes flashed with anger. “What a jerk,” she said firmly. “Does he expect you to stay home and wait for him with dinner every night?”
Alice shrugged, wiping away her tears. “I don’t know. Maybe he does.”
“You know what I think?” Sally said, her voice softening. “I think you need a break. You should go somewhere, see something new, and take time for yourself.”
“I can’t right now,” Alice protested. “There’s work.”
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“Work will be there when you get back,” Sally insisted. “But you need to get out of this city and clear your head.”
“Maybe later,” Alice muttered, not entirely convinced.
Sally didn’t push further. Instead, she sat with Alice for hours, talking and sipping wine. The conversation moved from Michael to happier memories, slowly lifting Alice’s spirits. She forgot her heartbreak for a while and felt a sense of peace.
Eventually, Alice left Sally’s apartment and returned home. She felt a little lighter after spending time with her friend, but her heart still ached. She walked into her apartment, and she was startled to see Michael packing his things.
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“I’m just here to get my stuff,” Michael said, avoiding her eyes. “I’ll be gone soon.”
“Michael, let’s talk about this,” Alice pleaded. “Maybe we can work it out.”
Michael stopped packing and looked at her, his expression cold. “Alice, I don’t want to be with someone who sees nothing but work. You spend so little time with me, and even when we’re together, you only talk about work.”
“That’s not true!” Alice shouted, frustration bubbling over. “For your information, I’m going on vacation in a few days.”
Michael raised an eyebrow, clearly skeptical. “I’ll believe it when I see it,” he said, then picked up his bags and walked out of the apartment.
Determined to prove him wrong, Alice immediately sat down and opened her laptop. She searched for a seaside apartment, booked the first one she found, and bought plane tickets.
She didn’t care where she went; she just wanted to show Michael and herself that her life wasn’t just about work. She knew how to enjoy herself, and she would start right now.
Alice arrived at her vacation destination feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness. The warm sun and salty sea breeze lifted her spirits a bit as she took a taxi from the airport.
She watched the beautiful coastal scenery pass by and began to relax. When the cab stopped at the apartment address she rented, she thanked the driver and got out.
She walked up to the door, remembering that the owner had told her she would leave the keys under the doormat. Alice bent down, retrieved the keys, and tried to unlock the door.
To her surprise, it was already open. She hesitated for a moment, then pushed the door open and stepped inside. Immediately, she noticed someone’s bag on the couch.
Her heart raced as she heard water running from the shower. Panic set in. She quickly looked around and spotted a mop in the corner. Grabbing it for protection, Alice cautiously approached the bathroom.
Her hands trembled, but she steadied herself, ready to confront whoever was in her apartment.
The water stopped, and Alice held her breath. A man stepped out of the shower, a towel wrapped around his waist. Without thinking, Alice screamed and swung the mop at him.
“What are you doing?” the man yelled, startled. He quickly grabbed the mop from her, his eyes wide with confusion.
“Are you crazy?” the man yelled, his eyes wide with shock.
“No, you’re the crazy one! What are you doing in my apartment?” Alice shouted back, holding her ground.
“I rented this apartment!” the man insisted, still gripping the mop.
“I rented this apartment!” Alice echoed, pulling out her phone. She showed him her booking confirmation.
The man frowned and headed to the bathroom, retrieving his phone. He returned and showed Alice his booking confirmation.
“How is this even possible?” Alice asked, bewildered.
“I don’t know,” the man replied, shaking his head. “We need to sort this out.”
Alice took a deep breath and dialed the number of the apartment owner. After a few rings, an elderly woman answered. Her voice was warm but shaky.
“Hello?” the woman said.
“Hi, this is Alice. I rented your apartment, but someone else is here too,” Alice explained, trying to stay calm.
“Oh dear,” the owner replied. “I’m not very good with computers. There must have been a mistake.”
“What should we do?” Alice asked, feeling her frustration rise.
“Well, since you both paid, I can’t really do anything about it,” the owner admitted. “And I can’t refund your money because I used it to buy a house for my cats.”
Alice was stunned. “A house for your cats?” she repeated, disbelief in her voice.
“Yes, my cats needed a place,” the owner said before hanging up.
Alice lowered the phone, feeling a mix of anger and helplessness. She looked at the man, who seemed just as frustrated.
“Great, just great. So what do we do now?” Alice said, feeling frustrated.
“Let’s start by introducing ourselves,” the man suggested, extending his hand. “I’m Brian.”
Alice took his hand and shook it. “Alice.”
Brian looked around the apartment and said, “You can take the bedroom. I’ll sleep on the couch.”
“Are you sure?” Alice asked, feeling a bit unsure.
“Yes, it’s fine,” Brian replied with a nod.
Alice noticed a camera on the table as she set her bags down. “Are you a photographer?” she asked.
“Yes,” Brian answered. “I’m a travel photographer.”
Alice and Brian quickly realized they were very different people. Alice liked everything in its place. She kept the apartment spotless, with her belongings neatly organized.
Brian, on the other hand, left his things everywhere. His clothes were strewn across the couch, and his camera gear was scattered on the dining table.
One morning, Alice was preparing breakfast, trying to make everything perfect. Brian came into the kitchen, looking for a coffee mug. He rummaged through the cupboards, disrupting her preparations.
“Brian, can’t you be more careful? You’re messing up everything,” Alice snapped.
Brian rolled his eyes. “It’s just a mug, Alice. Relax.”
Alice clenched her jaw, trying to stay calm. “I like things to be in order. Is that so hard to understand?”
Brian shrugged. “You need to loosen up a bit.”
They continued to argue about these small things, but despite their constant bickering, they kept running into each other at tourist spots around the town.
One day, Alice saw Brian on a cliff by the beach, his camera in hand. She was annoyed and accused him of following her.
“Are you stalking me?” she demanded.
Brian laughed. “No, I’m just here to take pictures. This is a public place, you know.”
Alice crossed her arms. “Well, it’s still weird.”
She noticed Brian’s motorcycle parked nearby. “You ride that thing? It’s dangerous. You’re risking your life and others.”
Brian shook his head. “I’ve got everything under control. Don’t worry about it.”
Brian told her a legend about the cliff. “They say that long ago, a young couple jumped off this cliff together. They were in love but forbidden to be together. It’s said that if you jump from here with someone you love, your bond will last forever.”
Alice listened, fascinated by the story. As they walked back to town, she felt a connection with Brian growing stronger. But just when she started to feel hopeful, disaster struck.
That same day, Alice’s bag, along with her money and credit card, was stolen. Brian tried to stop the thief but failed. Alice was devastated. “I wanted to go to a local restaurant to try the food, but now I can’t.”
Brian thought for a moment. “I can cook dinner. My grandmother lived here and taught me everything I know about local dishes.”
Alice was touched by his offer. Brian prepared a meal, sharing stories about his grandmother. Alice realized she felt comfortable with Brian and found him interesting. She hadn’t felt this way with anyone in a long time.
Brian gathered the dirty plates and put them by the sink. Alice watched him, feeling a warmth she hadn’t felt before.
She began to see Brian in a different light, appreciating his kindness and the way he listened to her. They might be different, but they were starting to find common ground.
“They’ll fall,” Alice warned, looking at the precariously stacked plates.
“They won’t,” Brian insisted with a confident smile.
Alice sighed and shook her head as they stepped out onto the balcony. The view of the ocean was breathtaking, and the sound of waves was calming.
“I haven’t been to this town since my grandmother died,” Brian said, his voice softening with the memory.
“I haven’t traveled anywhere since university,” Alice admitted. “I went with a friend back then.”
“You’re missing out,” Brian replied. “The world is big and interesting. So much to see.”
Alice nodded slowly. “I got so caught up in work. I feel I need to succeed, or my life won’t have meaning.”
Brian looked at her thoughtfully. “Life’s meaning is in the living. It’s in the emotions we experience, the moments we share.”
Alice smiled a little. “You’re probably right.”
“I’m always right,” Brian joked, flashing her a playful grin.
Alice laughed and elbowed him gently. “Maybe I do need to step out of my comfort zone more often. Explore new places.”
“And meet new people,” Brian added, his eyes locking with hers.
They leaned in, their faces close, and just as their lips were about to meet, a loud crash came from the kitchen.
They both jumped back. “I told you they’d fall,” Alice said, unable to hide a triumphant smile.
“Oh, don’t be smug,” Brian replied, shaking his head as he headed back inside to clean up the mess.
Alice followed him, watching Brian pick up the broken pieces, thinking about how different things had become since they first met.
The next day, Alice’s phone rang. It was Michael. She hesitated, then answered.
“Hi, Michael,” she said softly.
“Hi, Alice. I’ve been thinking,” Michael began. “I saw the photos you posted. You’ve changed. When you return, maybe we can try again?”
Alice felt a rush of excitement. “Really? I’d like that,” she replied, feeling a sense of hope.
Later, Brian approached her. “Want to go somewhere?” he asked, a mischievous glint in his eye.
“I can’t. I have no money left,” Alice admitted.
Brian smiled. “Don’t worry. It’s free. Come on, you’ll love it.”
They left the apartment, and Brian handed Alice a motorcycle helmet.
“I’m not getting on that thing,” Alice said, looking at the motorcycle wide-eyed.
“It’ll be fine. Do you trust me?” Brian asked, already seated on the bike.
Alice hesitated, then nodded slowly. She put on the helmet and climbed on behind Brian.
“Hold on tight,” Brian instructed, guiding her hands to his waist.
Alice gripped him tighter as the motorcycle roared to life, and they started moving. She felt nervous at first, but as they rode, a new feeling washed over her. She started to smile, feeling a sense of freedom and lightness she hadn’t felt in years.
Brian took Alice to a large waterfall, its powerful roar echoing through the surrounding forest. The sight was breathtaking, and Alice felt a sense of awe.
They stripped down to their swimsuits and dived into the cool, refreshing water. They swam together, splashing and laughing, feeling a rare moment of pure joy.
After a while, Brian led Alice to a small cliff overlooking the water. “Come on, let’s jump,” he said with an encouraging smile.
Alice looked down, her heart pounding with fear. “I don’t know if I can do it,” she admitted.
“You can. I’ll go first,” Brian said, and without hesitation, he leaped off the cliff, diving into the water below.
Alice watched him surface, looking up at her with a grin. Gathering her courage, she took a deep breath and jumped. As she hit the water, she felt a rush of adrenaline and incredible euphoria.
She surfaced, laughing with exhilaration. Brian swam over and pulled her close. Without thinking, they kissed, the world around them fading away.
After a few moments, Alice pulled away, reality crashing back. “This is wrong,” she said softly. “I’m back with my ex.”
A silence fell between them. They returned to the apartment, where Brian started packing his things. “I’ve decided to leave,” he said quietly.
Alice felt a pang of confusion and sadness. “Why? We need to talk about this,” she pleaded, but Brian didn’t respond. He finished packing and walked out the door.
Minutes later, Alice’s phone buzzed. It was a message from Michael: he wanted her to quit her job and focus on homemaking. A realization hit Alice hard. She didn’t want to be with someone who didn’t accept her for who she was.
She ran outside and saw Brian riding away on his motorcycle. Desperate, she caught a taxi and told the driver to follow him. As they caught up, she asked the driver to block Brian’s path. The car stopped in front of Brian, forcing him to halt.
Alice jumped out of the car, her heart racing.
“Please, don’t go,” Alice begged, her voice shaking.
“Why? Give me one good reason,” Brian responded, looking into her eyes.
“Because… because I’ve fallen in love with you, Brian,” Alice admitted, tears in her eyes.
Brian stepped closer, his expression softening. He pulled her into a gentle kiss.
“I love you too,” Brian said quietly, then kissed her again, this time with more certainty.
Alice felt a wave of relief and joy wash over her. For the first time in a long time, everything felt right.