If I said I was awestruck only by the outside sculpture of the hotel, then let me correct that now, in case you are wondering, then let me disclose, I was totally mesmerised by the inner architecture and magnificent decor as well.   Jessica this time has really done an amazing job with the interiors of the hotel on behalf of Rebstorn  Designs.   What grabbed my attention for a period longer than necessary were the abstract murals caressing majestically the creamy golden walls.   Even though I was not a professional artist, I have always loved painting. It was a hobby of mine.   You could say it’s my escape from reality.   Deep down I knew I wanted to keep my feelings locked inside my arts and to myself, afraid of the judgment of the world out

Tiffany started up this mess, keeping me in the centre.   “What the hell are you doing, Tiffany?” I tried to communicate with my best friend with eye contact and scowling face, but she was beyond ecstatic. This could have been more interesting if it wasn’t just me being her object of mockery.    Well, technically, she was not wrong. Andrew was indeed my date for tonight but we all, including my close ones, knew Andrew and I are a big NO-NO.   But Sebastian doesn’t! I mean, how could he? And I guess that undesirable information somehow toned down Sebastian’s playful gaze, which he was showering upon me before. His gaze was now something dark, primal, and kind of dangerous.   Alright someone please get me a glass

Leave it to my friends for getting the gold medal for annoying the shit out of me for their entertainment.   They are also the same ones who won’t even hesitate to turn the world upside down for protecting me as well.   To be honest, most of the time I was grateful for having them in my life, but the other times, I swear to God I had to resist the urge to yank them through hair down the lanes of Boston.   And this is one of those latter moments.   “You are the biggest nut here,” I accused Jess.   “You are the drama queen.” Jessica scoffed.   “Please be serious for once, Jess! You could have easily given me a heads up about Sebastian. Why the hell didn’t you?” I pressed.   “And miss this whole drama? No way, baby sister.” Jess chuckled.   “Traitor!” I huffed.   “I am sure both you and he enjoyed fi

Mental peace was the last thing in my mind since the inceident happened a few minutes earlier. I was taken aback by his audacity. I was scorching mad at myself for not being able to control my emotions. I can’t believe what I just did that.   Was I too harsh? ‘Never be a sloppy second, Tina. Never.’ were the words of my mother that I had always followed through by heart until this moment.   Maybe I overreacted with him, but being with Sebastian always brings the unexplored wild side of me.   I don’t even know this man very well yet, but here I was letting him affect my emotions sizably!   I was not the kind of girl who hookups with strangers or does one-night stands. But in the end I did it.

Don’t we all hate nightmares? They not only terrify us but also snatch away our zeal to survive. Like everyone, I also hate nightmares.   I am not afraid of ghosts, supernatural beings, etc. What I dreaded the most were my early childhood memories spent in the arms of a man whom I detest to label as my father.   My childhood happy memories were the ones that always get foggy under the layer of trauma this man has given my family.   I guess people don’t lie when they say you remember traumatic memories more vividly than the happy ones.   I haven’t seen this man in fifteen years, nor ever planned to cause this was what I was afraid of, facing him again. Letting him imbalance my family’s equilibrium, I hate those hazel eyes of his. They were remarkably bottomless, filled with infidelity and betrayal.   I hate his genetics for giving me this colour. If I could only change the colour