As soon as the music started, Catherine laid out her hand to Lyra with an inviting smile. Catherine laid out her left hand to Lyra but Catherine gracefully switching to the other hand and as she laid out her left hand – she slid it down from Lyra’s shoulders down to Lyra’s hands.
Catherine kissed the back of Lyra’s right hand before taking a step back and did a fouett turns as if hypnotizing Lyra. She then gracefully walked behind Lyra and put her hands on Lyra’s shoulders and once again slid it down to Lyra’s arms. Then snaked her hands to Lyra’s waist and lifted Lyra on the air.
People were astonished at the couple, especially at Catherine who was able to lift Lyra – they began to stand out more. The music was getting intense and in a short span of time they were able to make-up a story through dancing as if both of them could read each other’s mind.
Catherine was a
As soon as the music started, Catherine laid out her hand to Lyra with an inviting smile. Catherine laid out her left hand to Lyra but Catherine gracefully switching to the other hand and as she laid out her left hand – she slid it down from Lyra’s shoulders down to Lyra’s hands.Catherine kissed the back of Lyra’s right hand before taking a step back and did a fouettés turn as if hypnotizing Lyra. She then gracefully walked behind Lyra and put her hands on Lyra’s shoulders and once again slid it down to Lyra’s arms. Then snaked her hands to Lyra’s waist and lifted Lyra on the air.People were astonished at the couple, especially at Catherine who was able to lift Lyra – they began to stand out more. The music was getting intense and in a short span of time they were able to make-up a story through dancing as if both of them could read each other’s mind.Catheri
Catherine woke up with Lyra beside her and couldn’t help but admire Lyra. Catherine noticed that Lyra has a small face and that she looked like a porcelain doll.Catherine couldn’t help but kiss Lyra’s cheeks which made Lyra wake up. She was squinting her eyes due to the light coming from Catherine’s window. Catherine smiled “Good Morning, mibal.”This made Lyra blushed and immediately sat up. Catherine didn’t want to remember what happened yesterday when she cried to Lyra. She felt stupid for showing her vulnerability to Lyra.She wanted to be able to protect – to remain strong. She never wanted Lyra to see her that way.“Sorry, I fell asleep.” Lyra said with a hint of embarrassment.“You were all over me while you were sleeping.” Catherine teased and Lyra blushed even more and hid her face on the pillow. Ca
Days had passed and Catherine had been picking up Lyra so that they could go to school together. It was something that Catherine loved doing.Although Catherine could see Lyra’s awkwardness when they hold hands by the hallway. She doesn’t know how she should react to it. She wanted to show to everyone that she’s in a relationship with Lyra but Lyra’s feelings is more important.Both of them reached the dance hall and as usual Lyra would prepare for her warm-up while Catherine would watch Lyra while she does her revision in her thesis.Catherine was thinking of having the vacation with Lyra since they are going to be busy next month. She knew that Lyra would mostly spend her time practicing. Catherine sighed as she typed on her laptop but just then they heard someone entered the dance hall which made Lyra stopped.“Hi” Brittany greeted cheerfully and Lyra wasn&rsquo
It was a hazy day. The sky is blanketed with mist and there's a huge chance of rain. Catherine observed the surroundings from the window when she shifted her gaze at the front gate of her house, that her mother had already chimed in though she noticed that something that's particularly odd. Hugging her mother's hips was what looked like a child, his fringe to the center of his head, nearly blocking his eyes, but Catherine could notice how scared this boy must be. But who was this boy? Catherine ran downstairs to greet her mother. She made it a point to open the door before her mother. "Hi, love," her mother said, and she smiled in return. "What'd you got there?" "Oh, right," she took a step back and gently pushed the young boy towar
Catherine’s eyes fluttered open with the buzzing sound of the alarm clock blaring from her nightstand. There were prickles of sweat tracing down her neck, so she used her duvet in order to wipe it off. She also noticed her heart beating rapidly, and about two seconds later there are footsteps heard from the other side of her door; then pounding. “Catherine! Are you all right?” asked her mother. “I’m going in.” And so, she did.” She caught a glimpse of her daughter breathing heavily, her eyebrows furrowed and gazing at her familiar surroundings. Anita grew even more concerned by this sight, pulling her daughter into an embrace. Catherine felt it was a bit of an odd gesture. She isn’t sure when the last time Anita had hugged her, but she is quite sure that it was such a long ti
Anita was worried about her daughter so she decided to pick her up. She knew that Catherine had been blaming herself for losing her younger brother but it was their fault for not looking after their children during those times. Both of her and her husband were assured that their little angels would be safe since they would be just gone for a minute but little did they knew that in a glimpse one of their children could be missing. Anita stopped the car outside the school gate and she was right on time since she had seen Catherine walked past the gate. Catherine heard a honk and saw her mother’s car which she found sort of unusual because it had been ages since her mother had picked her up but she wouldn’t want to risk commuting either so she went to her mom’s car. “Hi, sweetie.” Her mother greeted her sweetly before starting the engine. The silence between her and her mother felt kind of
Saturday classes are something that Catherine had been dreading. She’d very much rather work on her own and spend the entire day in the library for the Related Literature part of her thesis, or patching up news articles of missing children—something she had been doing for so long, and ate up her summers for the past nine years—in order to see if there are similarities between the missing kids and Felipe’s. She made it a point to finish all her works in order to play detectives always. She refused to let this case rest. It doesn’t matter whether Felipe’s dead or alive at this point—though she prays to God that he is well—all she needs is his presence. Her beating heart resented to stop aching for ten years now until Felipe’s found, and she fears the most that her soul might stay bothered for the rest of her life. She could do all of those&m
Catherine couldn’t comprehend what her mother was saying as her eyes and her mind was still fixated on the ballerina. She even thought that how could that professor criticize her. “It’s an emergency!” Catherine gained consciousness when her mother’s voice had gotten louder. Her mother sounded like she was in trouble so Catherine told her mother that she’ll be there immediately. She wanted to watch more, however, her mother needs her right now at her ballet class. She saw that there was ambulance outside her mom’s ballet school when she arrived so she hurriedly went inside and saw Courtney. the leading ballerina, got injured. Catherine went to her worried mother and asked, “Wha