"Khloe," Aiden said, "I know that you don't actually love me. In your eyes, I am just a stepping stone, but, like the old Monkey's song says: "I..I.. I... I.. I'm not your stepping stone!"

Before Khloe could even think of a reply, Aiden hung up the phone on her.

Tears began to stream down her face as she slid down the wall and slumped down on the ground. She began to weep but, after a while, her cries turned into gales of maniacal laughter. Her career was ruined. She'd lost her dream of moving ...