The Dating Playbook — Episode 6

the next morning i looked at myself in the mirror ordinary pale dark circles from constant part-time jobs and studying i didn't have chloe's skin her effortless confidence or the spotlight she carried wherever she went if i hadn't used her photos luca would never even glance at me if we passed on the street in the end i sent him a single message i'm sorry then i blocked him and

deleted everything. Three days after I cut all contact, I received an email from him. Just one line. Chloe, please don't leave me. I'm losing it. Every word reeked of helpless desperation, bordering on begging. But I wasn't Chloe. Nora, an impatient voice pulled me back to reality. I looked up. Everyone in the group was staring at me. Everyone wants coffee. Can

you go grab it? It's a bit hot outside, but it's just a 10-minute bike ride. Not a big In this project group, hierarchy was an unspoken rule. Those at the bottom served those at the top. Now that Chloe had Luca's attention, everyone naturally indulged her.

Okay, I'll go. No need to feel awkward, guys. Nora's mom used to work as a cleaner in my house. She's been helping her mom since she was a kid.

Running errands is basically what she's best at. A wave of quiet laughter broke out around the room. I clenched my fists but said nothing, turning away. At the door, I slammed straight into a solid chest.

it was one of luca's assistant coaches the assistant coach got impatient annoyed that i