A Post-Valentine's Day Story
Sarah decided that this year on Valentine's Day, she would do something that she had never done before.
She was finally going to tell Malcom how she really felt. She was tired of being miserable all the time, just because she was afraid of telling him her true feelings. This time, she was going to be the one to take her happiness into her own hands.
Malcom always told her that she needed to be more assertive, to speak her mind instead of hiding behind her shyness. And it was one of the things that Sarah admired about him. That he was always so sure of what he wanted, and he was not afraid to be vocal about his thoughts and feelings.
So tonight, Sarah was going to get over herself. She was going to tell him! A couple of weeks ago, she had already asked Malcom if he was free on Valentine's Day, but he told her that he had to work late that day.
Although disappointed, she had the perfect plan in mind. She was going to give him the perfect Valentine's Day surprise. Just the thought of how he would react sent chills of fear but also anticipation down her spine. Will it really be the perfect surprise? How will he accept her confession?
Not wanting to think of these things, in case they break her resolve, she concentrated on what she was going to do later. And she was definitely ready for her big confession. She had on a beautiful dress, perfect hair, makeup and a pair of killer heels that she was sure that Malcom would like. And the final thing she did was got a bouquet of roses. She knew that traditionally the men were supposed to give the flowers, but what the heck, it was worth it.
And then there she was, waiting for Malcom at the lobby of his office at 8.30, the time he said he would be knocking off, feeling both nervous and excited at the same time. The lift door finally opened at around 8.40 with Malcom in it, and for a moment he did not recognised her. After all, she seldom dressed up for anything.
"You should doll up more often! You will look so much prettier!" Malcom had always told her.
When the moment had passed and Malcom realised who she was, his eyes flashed a moment of approval, then puzzlement, "Sarah, what are you doing here?"
"Malcom..." she said as she walked towards him, her heels clicking against the floor. "I just want to tell you..."
And she raised the bouquet of roses in her hand, and...
"KNN! Lao niang had enough of you, you understand? You treat me like what? Always telling me off, ask me to do this, do that! Machiam lao niang your maid ah! Valentine's Day ask you out, you tell me you working late! Flowers also never buy! NB, I tell you now, I AM LEAVING YOU, you farking understand! YOU CB KIA!!!"
Sarah then threw what was left of the poor bouquet of roses after some serious continuous whacking, and walked out of the building, a new woman.
She was finally going to tell Malcom how she really felt. She was tired of being miserable all the time, just because she was afraid of telling him her true feelings. This time, she was going to be the one to take her happiness into her own hands.
Malcom always told her that she needed to be more assertive, to speak her mind instead of hiding behind her shyness. And it was one of the things that Sarah admired about him. That he was always so sure of what he wanted, and he was not afraid to be vocal about his thoughts and feelings.
So tonight, Sarah was going to get over herself. She was going to tell him! A couple of weeks ago, she had already asked Malcom if he was free on Valentine's Day, but he told her that he had to work late that day.
Although disappointed, she had the perfect plan in mind. She was going to give him the perfect Valentine's Day surprise. Just the thought of how he would react sent chills of fear but also anticipation down her spine. Will it really be the perfect surprise? How will he accept her confession?
Not wanting to think of these things, in case they break her resolve, she concentrated on what she was going to do later. And she was definitely ready for her big confession. She had on a beautiful dress, perfect hair, makeup and a pair of killer heels that she was sure that Malcom would like. And the final thing she did was got a bouquet of roses. She knew that traditionally the men were supposed to give the flowers, but what the heck, it was worth it.
And then there she was, waiting for Malcom at the lobby of his office at 8.30, the time he said he would be knocking off, feeling both nervous and excited at the same time. The lift door finally opened at around 8.40 with Malcom in it, and for a moment he did not recognised her. After all, she seldom dressed up for anything.
"You should doll up more often! You will look so much prettier!" Malcom had always told her.
When the moment had passed and Malcom realised who she was, his eyes flashed a moment of approval, then puzzlement, "Sarah, what are you doing here?"
"Malcom..." she said as she walked towards him, her heels clicking against the floor. "I just want to tell you..."
And she raised the bouquet of roses in her hand, and...
"KNN! Lao niang had enough of you, you understand? You treat me like what? Always telling me off, ask me to do this, do that! Machiam lao niang your maid ah! Valentine's Day ask you out, you tell me you working late! Flowers also never buy! NB, I tell you now, I AM LEAVING YOU, you farking understand! YOU CB KIA!!!"
Sarah then threw what was left of the poor bouquet of roses after some serious continuous whacking, and walked out of the building, a new woman.
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