SIA'S POV:Awestruck would be an uderstatemnet if I say that's what I felt after seeing the dress. To say that it was the most beautiful and elegant black dress I have ever seen in my life, would be least of the praise. I also took notice that black was my only favourite colour. After trying my hardest to look away from the dress, I noticed the makeup artist standing by front of the dressing mirror. I looked at her and she greeted me quite enthusiastically, " Miss Sia! It's so nice to see you in person.... I am Natalia your makeup artist for today. If you hurry up and wear the dress, I will get your makeup and hair finished within time" She was talking like a robot and smiling at me.Ugh! She is too cheesy! I thought, grabbed the dress and went towards the dressing room ignoring her all the way. When I turned around to close the dressing room's door behind me, I saw her coming inside as well. She was so annoying. I almost wanted to ask h
SIA'S POVMy heart beat was fast, drumming in my ears. Dear heart what's wrong with you Don't act like this please. I looked down where my heart is and then looked up making weird faces, not knowing that Hardin was trying to stop himself from laughing at my overdramatic acts.It was an hour ride. We finally landed at some mansion's helicopter hangar. Hardin stepped out and turned towards me raising his hand for me to take. I looked at his hand and then his waiting face. Huhh!! Does he think, I can't get down on my own! So much for being a gentleman, I rolled my eyes stepping down on my own. I always embarass myself like this, when I stepped down I tripped again. This time Hardin held me up, by my arms. I wanted the Earth to split up and swallow me whole. I embarassingly looked up at him who was smirking at me. I looked down and sighed, not again!Why does this happen to me always
SIA'S POVIt's been an hour, that we have been to this life sucking, boring party. People were everywhere, giving me side looks, while being cautious of me. Hardin after causing the little drama left me, standing there all alone, making me feel more horrible. Only God knows where he went! I spent an hour looking for him, but still couldn't find him. I didn't saw George either, which was good, but suspicious as well, because he was the host of the party. He was supposed to be the most noticeable here, but he was not even present. His wife Clara, was greeting everyone and was apologizing on his behalf. She seemed like a good woman, but was she really what she seemed to be, that was an interesting question to me.After finally giving up on finding Hardin and worrying about what he is going to do, I decided to relax and let the events unfold. I will deal with everything, when the time comes.I went to the bar, that was in the
I was roaming around in the garden with slow steps. My head was raised up to look at the sky, while closing my eyes from time to time, inhaling the fresh air. My neck was hurting already, because I was stretching it too much. My heels were hanging in my right hand. After getting my nerves under control, I thought everything through. I know whats going to happen now, I must be prepared.I took a last long breath and finally decided to go find Hardin. I wanted him to send me to my house. I didn't know, that someone was watching me, the whole time. Just as I turned around, I almost bumped into someone with a familiar scent. God knows how long he has been here. He sometimes, scares the hell out of me. My hand was placed at my chest, trying to calm down my rapidly beating heart.I lazily looked up at him with startled eyes but, covered it up immediately with a cough, "I want to go home" I directly got to the, point avoiding eye contact with
SIA'S POVSunlight was trying to peek in, from the glass walls in my room, but the drawn curtains, were getting in it's way. The atmosphere felt gloomy, because of the darkness in the room. I was still sitting, with my back against the side of my queen size bed, looking blankly at the wall in front of me. My hairs were disheveled. My eyes were swollen, but void of any kind of emotion now. People failed to undertand me. They thought my eyes were cold, but that was not true. My eyes were dead, just like my dead heart. I often had to place my hand on my heart, to assure myself, that it was still beating and I was still alive. But knowing, that I was still alive, was more painful. I had to endure everything and still stay alive. It was my cruel fate.I looked down at my hands. They say, that the lines on your hands can describe, what is in your fate, but the lines on my hands, have always been so dull. I guess
SIA'S POVI was walking towards the elevator, while everyone was greeting me. I was ignoring all of them as always and was just heading straight, the same stoic expressions present on my face. I was supposed to go to the meeting room, where all the directors, shareholders and investors were waiting for me patiently.What am I doing here, when I took 3 days off, you all must be thinking.After that little moment with Mrs. De'souza, I went to my room to lock myself up, like I always did, when I wanted to hide from the world. My right hand instantly went to the only thing that could comfort me me at a like this, to the place where my heart pendant was supposed to be. But there was no pendant around my neck. I again remembered painfully, that I lost my precious heart pendant. That was the only thing I had on me, when I was left at the orphanage. I guess I was bound to lose ever
SIA'S POVMy booming laugh cracked the tense silence, that spread after Mr Holmes's demand. I wiped the tears that filled my eyes, because of laughing so hard. Everyone was looking at me, like I am crazy. I gasped dramatically, placing a hand on my heart, " You want me to resign? "I couldn't control it and ended up laughing again. It was so funny to me. After calming myself down a little, I mocked Mr. Holmes, "And why would I do that?" Amusement was dancing in my eyes.Mr. Holmes looked at me with suspiscious, enraged eyes, " Look Sia Martin! If you won't give up your position then, this corporatiom will be no more " He placed his hands on the desk, clasping them together, while leaning a little on the desk, trying to look intimidating. He was acting like he was dealing with a kid and that kid in his eyes, was apparently me.His behaviour was amusing to me. I raised my left eyebrow and mimick
AUTHOR'S POVIt's been exactly four minutes, that those three have left the conference room. Time seems to pass, too slow for my liking. Everyone's expecting gaze was set on me, not even wavering for a second. I was drumming my fingers on the desk, disturbing the tense silence in the room. Just as the clock indicated that five minutes have passed, the door opened with a thud voice and my fingers stopped mid-air. Everyone looked at the door with curosity. I raised my head slowly and came face to face with Mr holmes's red face. Behind him, two of the shareholders who left earlier were also standing, their head bowed down in defeat and embarassment. I smirked at Mr Holmes, consciously trying to infuriate him.Everyone present was looking at me with surprise and curosity. I knew what they all wanted. They wanted to know, about how I managed to get them back in just five minutes, with