Aisling POV I hate my life. You might ask me why I said what I said but it is the truth. I hate my life so much. When I was in high school I always thought that at the age of 25 I would be married with one kid, but you know what? At 26 I have gone through so many breakups than Taylor Swift. Could it be because I love her? Is that why I went through the same thing as her? Men ain't shit. My first boyfriend in highschool called me a dummy just because I wasn't topping my classes. He broke up with me on our graduation day. My second and third boyfriends were simply ashamed of being with me. Why? It is simply because I didn't go to college. They couldn't be with someone that didn't go to college. All my boyfriends find one way or the other to dump me. My boyfriend of two years was actually dating another woman he was plan

Aisling POV:   I got to my apartment and dropped my bag on the couch inside the living room. I walked inside the kitchen and opened the fridge, I grabbed a glass cup and poured in some water.   It has been almost a week since I met that man who was still embroidered in my head as if I just met him 2 minutes ago.   I can't do anything without thinking about him.   There I go again. Thinking about a man that is probably with his woman. I rolled my eyes and drank my water then put back the cup inside the cabinet.   I am hungry. I opened my fridge to see if there's anything edible but goddamn!There was absolutely nothing inside my refrigerator. It was empty.  &