He wasn't my type, not really. Big, buff, cut. But he was undeniably handsome. He didn't really have that vibe, though, so I tried not to look. Tried but failed.

Happenstance put us together for a quick, illicit rendezvous. I was sure that it had to be a one-time thing, so I tried to distract myself with my old ways and failed. A second tryst, as amazing as it was, ended even worse.

He didn't want me.

Again, I threw myself into my old ways but it was always there, the question seeking an answer. And then it hit me! The solution.

But would it be enough to get me the happy ending I desired?