Arranged Love

But anyways i still have to get to work right so i drag my feet as slowly as i can to the bathroom and do my morning business then get ready for work. Im a 23 year old gynacologist no man,no child,only one one friend can my life be any less boring. I only do three things a day get up go to work come home eat dinner while watching netflix then go to bed.

I always thought one doesn't need a man to be happy but everytime i see my best friend with her fiance i get so jealous is that wrong of me. Anyways i don't want a man in my life i might be jealous sometimes but i feel like men means distruction and pain.

Ive actually never been romantically involved with anyone so yeah im stil a virgin. I have this power to see through people eyes so its easy for me to read people emotion.

Oh god im getting late for work. I get into my black porche i know right now u are asking yourself how can a gyna have a porche. The answer is i have a rich father so yeah.

Going to work has never been this hard before but i feel like today something very bad is going to happen but i push the sick feeling out of my mind. Today i must just concentrate on my thriplets delivery that is going down today.

This is the best part of my job holding the babies i helped to come to this world in my arms i love kids thats why i choose this profession. I really want my own one day but when i think about getting married i just panic.

Today is my late mother birthday like every year my father throws a gala in her memory even though me and my father dont get along i used to love my mother and i still do i will have to go.

Ive been at work for thirty minutes but it feels like ive been here for 24 hours. Just when i was starting to feel sleepy the door to my office burst open only one person is crazy to do that on a saturday morning my ride or die,my best friend, my sister,my everything Hazel her name matches her eyes with her shoulder length brown hair and pump pink lips she is built like a goddess no wonder Michael worships her so much.

"Hey bitch you look like u where hit by a truck! " she shouts.

"Hazel its still eight in the morning and im sitting right here infront of you can u lower ypur voice a little please."

She looks at me with her amazing eyes" why are u so gloomy today did someone say something to you?"

"Who would darewhen i have a sister like not everybody has a death wish you know."i say with a small smile on my face.

"Is aunt gala thats left u like this, if it is dont worry we have been through this for 3 years now so with time we will get used to it."she says while opening her arms for me to hug her.

"I know but i feel like today is going to be different mybe its just my imagination "i say while hugging her.

"You know it would kill u to drop one tear right"she says. "Im seriouse u should learn how to cry Ari" she says sitting on the edge of my table.

"Hazel u know how much i hate tears now get out of my office i have some work to do before the delivery ".