Not Dreaming of Living with You

Synopsis

The company was hosting a badminton game with a first prize of 30,000 dollars in cash. That was exactly the amount I needed for the down payment on our wedding home. So I pushed myself to the limit and made it all the way to the finals. My opponent in the final match was a rookie, a young girl who had just joined the company. "Ms. Reed, you're so good at this. Would you mind if I switched teammates?" she asked. All I could think about was winning the cash and finally getting our home. I just blurted out a yes. The next second, David Grant, who had turned down my request to team up, walked onto the court, racket in hand. He used to be a pro, even played in the state championships. But in this casual match, David made sure Sophie Quinn got all the shots. As Sophie slammed down the last shot with all her strength, my right eye went completely numb. Sophie hurried to apologize. "I didn't mean to. I just wanted to try out the smash technique David taught me." David said coolly, "Hey, injuries are just part of the game. Take a breather, and don't be late for the dinner to celebrate Sophie becoming a regular employee." Blood seeped through my fingers as the pain hit me. I finally snapped out of it. The match was over. I'd lost. I gently set my racket down on the ground. Suddenly, I realized I didn't care about that apartment as much as I thought.