"Can't wait to see her," Martin said with an excited tone.Ralph chuckled looking at Martin. I really need to ask Martin about this thing. We were talking.....mostly like they both were talking when I heard a familiar tone. I turned my head towards the other side and found...Evelyn.Well, Ralph wasn't lying when he compared her to the freshly bloomed flower. She looked gorgeous in that red dress. I hate to say it but yeah she looks good.But every time I think she's beautiful and I try to give her a chance of letting her see my good side, she always loses it by showing her arrogant behavior. She has never changed since then.The same amount of arrogance and hot head. I was looking at her when Martin asked me about her look and I ended up giving what I really thought at that moment. Right, after the comment I made she ended up blushing, I let out a soft scoff after seeing that."I have to admit Ralph, you weren't lying about her,"

Soon the photoshoot began and the photographer was telling us the stills. I looked at Adam and he wasn't even paying attention. He was looking at something. He looked back at me when the photographer asked him to.His eyes showed hatred and piss. What did I do this time to make him feel like that?. Sometimes, listening to his cold tone and harsh words makes me feel....sad. What was my fault?. I agree that I am rude...arrogant and sometimes act stupid, I deserve to be scolded but the disgust he shows...I don't deserve that.I came out of those thoughts when I heard the photographer called everyone to change the location. We were walking to the next location when I asked him to be more alive.....I admit I was harsh but his reply was way too harsh and rude.That clearly showed the disgust he has on me. I hate it...It's hurting me. But as I have said, Celine was there to console me."It's okkay. Don't mind him." Celine said with a soft tone while holding

The next morning I woke up after feeling myself relaxed. I turned towards my other side and I didn't find Celine. I sat back on the bed and took my phone. When I checked the time it was almost 10. I sat back with a jolt and went inside the bathroom to get freshen up. What the hell, the time's already 10 and no one bothered to wake me, even this Celine didn't wake me. I got fresh up in no time and went downstairs. I found mum and dad in the living room and there's no sign of Celine in the hall. I went towards the dining room and she wasn't there either. The maid brought the coffee and I went towards the living room holding the coffee mug."Good morning, Eve." Dad greeted with a big smile. "Morning, dear." Mum greeted right after dad. "Morning," I said greeted back with a smile, and sat on the couch. "Why didn't you guys wake me up?" I said while making myself comfortable on the couch. "You seemed tired, these days. So

I wiped the tears that formed in my eyes and took a long breath. I kept the plastered smile before opening the door. I saw dad in front of me. "Yeah, dad?" I asked. "Everything is ready for the dinner. We need to get there, now." Dad replied with a smile. "Okkay. Give me a minute." I said with a nod and closed the door. I went into the bathroom and splashed water on my face thinking it would help me clear the thoughts in my head. It didn't, the moment I closed my eyes, the scenes of yesterday's pop up and the tears that he shred. I dried my face with the towel, throwing those thoughts into the back of my head, and came out of the room. I saw dad waiting for me.   "Come on," Dad said with a smile and we both started walking out. "It would be perfect if Martin was there. Don't know where he left. He didn't even tell anything to any of us." Dad said with a bit low tone and shook his head sideways.

I woke with my gentle pats on my hair. It felt so good, it's been a really long time since I woke up without my alarm buzzing or Celine screaming. I opened my eyes with a smile on my face and found Celine, caressing my hair, softly."Good morning, princess." She said in a soft tone."Morning, what are you doing?" I asked still with a sleepy tone."Waking you up, gently. Don't you like it?" She asked while playing with a strand of my hair."Yes, but what got into you?." I asked while stretching my body."Nothing. Why do you ask?" She replied and ended with a soft chuckle."Because it's so unlike you. Am I in a dream?. I must be in one." I said while poking her cheeks."What are you doing?" She asked while looking at the hand that's poking her cheeks."Testing whether I'm in a dream or not," I said and poked her again. She smiled making my finger poke into her dimple."