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    Truly, Madly, Deeply: Chapter 5

    But Shane… she sighed as she thought about her love. Shane had infiltrated her mind, body, and soul and gave her a reason to laugh and to smile. Her friends had commented on her perkier attitude yesterday during a lunch break.

    “Carmen, I haven’t seen you this happy in a while… in fact, I can’t remember when I’ve seen you like this.” Her blond haired blue-eyed friend Michelle from Human Resources commented over her coca-cola and hot dog.

    A man by the name of Jason who worked with Carmen in dubbing gestured wildly like a student trying to get the teachers attention as he bit into his donut. “Love does some strange things to people, I’ve seen weirder though.” he commented with a full mouth.

    “Oh yeah? Like what?” Carmen asked with a playful tone.

    “Never you mind what, just take my word for it.”

    As the conversation went on, Talia, a beautiful dark skinned woman who had been friends with Carmen since their freshman years in High school, came to a realization. “Actually, I remember seeing you like this.”

    Carmen tilted her head to the side. “When?”

    “While you were with Casey.”

    “Who’s Casey?” Michelle asked leaning into the conversation.

    “Not a subject up for discussion.” Carmen responded coldly as she took a bite into her sandwich.

    Michelle and Jason shared an uncomfortable glance with each other while Talia just kept looking at Carmen, trying to peer into her mind to see what she was thinking.

    Jason graciously changed the subject to other matters and Carmen enthusiastically went along with it. Talia just kept quiet for the rest of lunch and never brought up the subject again, much to Carmen’s relief.

    As she brought herself back from her memories, Carmen noticed that the dubbing was almost done as well as her shift. She ran her hands through her hair and started to get the tapes ready for the eleven o’clock show. ‘Some wounds are still too fresh, even after a few years.’

    Her cellphone rang again just as she was setting the tapes down on her boss’s desk who was currently off somewhere yelling at once of the less competent interns.

    Comments

    1. Oh Shit! It has hit the fan. All that damn tension was suffocating. You definitely ‘brung da drama’. With that damn Clive around there won’t be anything but trouble. I won’t bash Casey just yet, not until we get more insight into her character. Great update.

    2. I love this story… Clive along with Casey have to be shot!!!! And I don’t even know what is going to happen yet. Haha… Bring on the next chap already!

    3. Well, now I’m all tensed up lol. You do drama reallllly well. :D And like tylo said, who doesn’t have dirt from their past that they don’t want anyone else to know about? :p I really felt sorry for Shane and her dilemma now: tell Carmen or Clive will tell her…both alternatives kinda suck. Understatement, I know. :p Clive really needs to learn a lesson in messing with people’s lives like he’s messing up Shane’s. Grrr. -.- I hope they both get the chance to talk things out, and clear things up. :) I love this fic, can’t wait to read more!! Plz plz update soon!

    4. I love this fic and with the added drama, I know it will only get better. Thanks for writing this and sharing, I will be patiently awaiting the next update!

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