There was a huge fountain in the middle of the garden. The neatly trimmed bushes and scrubs formed low hedges that made up the perfect circulation leading the people through the greenery world.
I couldn’t stop exclaiming in my heart as I walked deeper into the garden, and that was when a gazebo next to the fountain suddenly entered my sight. The gazebo was distinct from a traditional one, it wasn’t built round nor hexagon, it was built on a rectangular concrete base.
The thick wooden pillars stood by the four corners holding the rectangular frame up on top, the rafts laid horizontally on the frames, while the thinner one laid closely to each other on top of the raft structuring the roof. With the same materials, the corner brackets added essential supports to the structure.
The side of the gazebo wasn’t wrapped up by any railings, instead, it was surrounded by cobblestones, like a division barrier.
Inside the gazebo, the middle of the floor was covered by a huge linen carpet, the edges were occupied by furniture like couches and coffee tables, and the corners were decorated with plenty of lamps and flower pots. The fairy lights hang down the edges following the flows of the sheer voile curtains down to the floor. Together with the candles on the table, they lightened up the gazebo in warm light.
From where I had been standing, I could see a girl sitting on the staircase by the front edge of the gazebo. She was looking up to the night sky, dazing at the big white moon.
She had her beautiful blonde hair braided and draped over her narrow shoulders, she wore a headband with a big red ribbon on top of her head. She was in a cute yellow dress with short puff sleeves and white round collar, she wore a pair of white socks with laces on the top, and a pair of leather flat T-bar shoes in light blue were seen lying quietly on the staircase next to her.
I’d never seen her around before. She was mesmerizing, it was the first time ever in my life that I couldn’t take my eyes off a girl. As I realized, I had already walked up the stairs and stood right in front of her.
The girl looked up at me, neither astonishments nor indignants were seen in her eyes, instead, she gave me a soft smile and greeted me in her own way, “We're not supposed to wear our shoes here.” she said.
Instead of greeting her back, I chose to put up a silly smile as I took off my shoes and put them next to hers. Without asking for permission, I sat down right next to her.
“What are you doing here, alone?” I put up a smile as I asked.
The girl pouted as she answered me, “My mommy and daddy are busy talking to their friends. I’m bored.”
“Oh.” I nodded.
“What about you?” she asked.
“Same as you.” I shrugged, “My mom and dad are busy socializing too, doing the adults job.”
“Okay.” she smiled a little. Trying to go deeper with the topic I picked up, she asked in a curious tone, “What are your mom and dad like?”
Contentedly, I smiled. My answer to that question will always be what I was most proud of, “They are architects. Fine ones.” I said.
While unexpectedly, the girl tilted her head to the side, “What is an architect?” she asked.
I bet most of the children don’t know, I was always complacent when the chance for me to explain about it came, “They design houses and buildings.” I answered, I looked around us as I mentioned, “My parents built this place, the foundation, the house, the inside and outside, the landscape, even the drainage and sewerage systems, everything.”
As I turned back to the girl, I saw a bright smile crack open on her face, her eyes were wide opened, the yellow lights seeped into her deep blue eyes and glowed like stars gazing in the night sky. Her eyes, they were breathtaking.
“That’s so cool!” with an applause, the girl complimented. She then asked in excitement, “Will you become an architect too when you grow up?”
I nodded, “Yes.” I said, “That’s in fact my one and only dream.”
Abruptly, just as I mentioned, the girl gripped on my arm with her small hands, “Will you build your own house? May I move in with you into the house?”
I did not know why, but I couldn’t hide my smile when she asked me. It might sound weird inviting a person you barely know to move in with you when you build your own house, yet if it’s her...
“Yes, if you want to.”
I never thought I would, but I was smiling rather sweetly at her when I said that. I pulled a necklace out of my collar and took the pendant down. I handed it to her.
The pendant was exquisitely made, it was made by bronze, and was shaped as a key. The bow of the key was structured to be the shape of a heart. There were two bits in the key wards, while on the shank, a name was engraved on the surface of it——the name was Iverson.
“What is this?” the girl held the pendant in her hand carefully as she looked at it and asked.
“It’s a present for you, the key to our future house.” pointing at the engravings, I said, “This was an heirloom of my family, but now it is a pledge of our promises.”
As she heard my words, the girl smiled sweetly. She moved close to me and gave me a hug. She left a kiss on my cheek.
“It’s a promise then.” in glee, she said.
It was the first time ever I was kissed by a girl. At that time, I thought she was the one I wanted to marry when we grew up.
With my cheeks blushed in pink, I brought up my courage as I finally asked, “What is your name?”
“My name?” the girl chuckled, as she realized we hadn’t been introducing ourselves to each other, “My name is…”
“Miss, there you are!”
However, right before the girl could tell me her name, a man suddenly ran towards us and picked the girl up by her hand. I did not see the man’s face clearly, but I saw the big ruby ring on his finger. By the way he called the girl, I figured he should be her butler.
“Good evening, Mr. Iverson.” there, the butler greeted me as well, it seemed like he knew me. Then, before I could say a word, the butler helped the girl to put on her shoes and took her down the staircase, “It’s time to go back.” he said to her.
Before leaving, the girl turned back at me as she waved me a goodbye, “Goodnight. I’ll see you someday later.” she greeted.
“Goodnight. See you around.” I put up a gentle smile as I waved at her and greeted her back.
I stood under the white moon watching her walk away with her butler, thinking that I would definitely meet her another day at somebody else's party or other big functions that our parents would bring us to.
April, 2021.The sound of chaos in this hectic city pulls me out of a dream that I never wanted to leave. To be specific, it has to be said as an old memory of mine.I live on the top floor of a penthouse in the city. I wake up to the same noises every morning. The noises of the traffic——the cars, the motorcycles, sometimes the river cruises, for the tour across the DuSable Bridge; and the morning people——citizens, office workers, and tourists.This is the most north-east part of Illinois, built along one of the edges of the Chicago River——Michigan Avenue, Chicago.I get out of my bed as soon as I am awake. I put on my red bra and pantie after I cleaned myself. I fill the empty br
Minerva, the largest architectural design company in the USA, initially belonged to the Iverson family, it was named after the Roman goddess of wisdom, learning, art crafts and industry.My parents were fine architects, Jack and Lea Iverson, they started everything with this company, they developed their industries and soon built their own empire——the Iverson Group, they became one of the leaders of business in Chicago.Since young, I dreamed of becoming a great architect like my parents, I read my books about the history of architecture, I played with building designing simulators, I visited every museum, gallery and exhibition about all the architecture in the world, I even did my research about the best architecture school in the world so that my dream would come true.
The project brief of the competition was to build a contemporary art and cultural gallery at any existing site within Chicago.To have a deeper understanding about contemporary art and culture, I visited the state library to do an enough amount of research and information collection. After that, I travelled through Illinois to visit every art gallery that could be found, especially in Chicago, in order to study the visual and sensory impact that the inside and outside spaces brought to both the environment and the people.I listed down a few key points to the spaces I wanted to present in my project. Afterwards, trying to find the perfect site for my project, Victor and I travelled to everywhere within the first week of the competition duration.After we set our boundary in
A week after we received the invitation, we attended the awarding ceremony of the competition right at one of Jamie Lee Peyton’s properties in Chicago——the Blue Horizon Hotel.Victor dressed himself in a slim fit pink suit with a floral shirt and a white tie inside, while I dressed up in a navy blue suit with a classic white t-shirt underneath. We chose a seat not too close to the front to keep ourselves low profiled, while not too far away from the stage so that we could take a good look at Jamie Lee Peyton’s face.As the ceremony started, the CEO of Minerva——Jamie Lee Peyton, was invited in by the host to give an opening speech. At the moment as he stepped up onto the stage, Victor and I finally had our opportunities to fetch his true appearance in sight.
“If you’re paying attention, like you should, because you’re a man too.” Victor mentioned, “A man like Jamie Lee Peyton, the CEO, decent on the outside, but on the inside, he is just as simple as every guy on earth!”My face turned blank, “What do you mean?”Victor clicked his tongue as he slapped his forehead with his palm, “I’m telling you, Henry Baby, unless Jamie Lee Peyton is a gay like me, he won’t be able to resist the seduction of a hot pretty lady!”I sneered, “And... so?”“So!? Seriously!?”Victor sounded a little furious. Before I could realize w
After deciding my female name, Victor began my makeover session first thing next morning.First, he took me to the beauty treatment. I was forced to undergo hair removal treatment, they plucked my facial hair and nose hair with tweezers; they waxed my armpits, chest, legs, and even my private part! Believe me, you won’t want to know how painful that felt!After the hair removal treatment, they gave me a relaxing facial and spa treatment. Glad it was free of charge.Afterwards, Victor took me to the malls he often shopped to get me some essential clothes and accessories for Henrietta Chandelier.We went to the office lady session right away. Victor chose plenty of clothes in different styles and colors with the
Victor came to me and put his hands on my shoulders. He looked into the mirror as he exclaimed, “You are a Goddamn sexy hot blonde, Henrietta.”I chuckled, “I know.” hell I am.There, Victor swept my hair to the back and hooked them across my ear. He touched my left face and laid his fingers at the spot right below the tail of my left eyebrow, where my only mole on my face is.“This mole is the most sexiest trait on your face, use it wisely as I would say.”After finding myself a perfect wig, we chose a pink leather handbag on our way to our next stop. For our next stop, Victor took me to the cosmetic department.Before c
April, 2021. Today, the time has finally come. After I ensure I am one hundred percent prepared to step on the route of my revengeance, I set off from my penthouse for Minerva. As I arrive at Minerva, I look up to the beautiful contemporary high rise building that my parents built. It was a long time ago I last had the chance to take a glance at it. It now looks a little bit different from what was printed in my memories, but I think it is alright for now, because once I take Jamie Lee Peyton down and take over the company, I will turn the building back to how it looked like during its earliest days. Deeply, I take a breath. Once I pick up my courage, I take my step and walk into my battlefield.
After a few minutes travelling in my red Lexus LS 500, Jamie and I finally arrived at our destination. After Jamie gets out of the car, I pick up a red velvet box from the glove box and put it in my coat. I then catch her up from behind. It is a big house built next to the beach. The house is fully furnished and renovated. It is ready for people to move in and live in it. I am the architect who designed and built the house, however I haven’t decided what to name it yet. Well, anyway… I first bring Jamie through the garden on the beach, I open the door with the key and we enter the house.
The time is five in the evening. I am back in the office building, sitting on the couch, waiting for the interview session to start in approximately half to one and hour.I grab my phone out and check my messages again.I had made a few calls to Jamie through various ways, she never answered the phone, and now, there is still no sign of Jamie.Weimar is seven hours ahead of Chicago, which means it is twelve at midnight at where Jamie is.It is already the next day in Weimar, and that makes this the second day I lost the sign of Jamie.Weird… This is weird.Jamie never leaves me hanging for m
April 2023. Two years later. It is spring in Chicago again, a time when the florals come back to life again, well so do the people. The warm breeze brings the voile curtains up, allowing the morning sunlight to shower on my white bed through the French windows. That is when I am woken up by the sound of this hectic city. I stand on my balcony in my robe, yawning and stretching my body at the same time. “Good morning, Chicago.” I take a glance at the scenery of the city from the top of this building, I see people and vehicles all over the streets, everyone is ready for work and vac
June, 2021.It had been almost one month since the accidents happened.I was discharged from the hospital, rested at home for a few days, took some medicine, did some simple rehabilitation practice… I am almost fully recovered.The news reported that Melonie Myers was brought into custody by the local police. The police told me that I no longer need to worry about stepping out of my house.Also, it is Wednesday morning, a regular working day for me.And so, I am now back to work at Minerva, no longer as the CEO’s secretary, but as the CEO and the owner of Minerva; no longer in skirt and lipstick, but in suit and tie.
Air flow, machines, birds chirping, and a woman sobbing… Those are the first things that come into my ear when I gradually return to my consciousness.They sound really vague at first, but turn louder after as I slowly open my eyes too.There, I find myself in a ward bed. My face is covered with an oxygen mask. My arms are surrounded by tubes and wires.And, I see someone burying her head in the bed, holding my hand tightly in hers.“I’ve lost our baby… I can’t lose you too, Henry… Please wake up...” she sobbed.Slowly, I raise my other hand, and lay it on her head. I caress her gently, stroking her hair th
Assuming that it must be Mr. Hurlock behind the door, I unlock the door and open it without peeking through the cateye.I ask as soon as I open the door, “Yes, Mr. Hurlock? Did you forget someth-”However, just when the door is fully opened, the face of the person standing in front of the door is revealed in front of me.It is a lady in black attire, with a bike helmet on her head, her black hair draped over her shoulder, and she holds a knife in her hand.It isn’t Mr. Hurlock, it is...“Hi there, Henry.”“Melonie Myers…”
It is almost midnight when I sit in my living room alone, waiting for Jamie’s butler to show up. It is always a quiet night like this that makes people feel lonely, isn’t it? Tears ooze out of my eyes abruptly, they trickle down my face one after another. No matter how many times I wipe them off, no matter how hard I try to stop myself from crying, my tears just won’t stop. I cover my face with my palms to cover my sound, I sob as quietly as I can, not hoping to wake Jamie up. I try to stop myself by clearing my head, yet every quiet moment like this keeps reminding me of the fact that we’ve just lost our child. Our dear child… If you can hear us,
The accident and our loss hasn’t been too kind on us, especially for Jamie. The impact of losing our child hits her heart and mental condition so badly. She had been crying for days, she didn’t eat much. She fainted a few times. She became so tired and weak, that the doctor kept her in the hospital for another few days.Tonight, Jamie is just sitting on the bed, sometimes leaning on my shoulder, imagining how different our life would be if everything never happened, how our life would be if we hadn’t lost our child.What gender will it be? Will it be a little princess? How heavy will she weigh when she is born? Will she look more like Jamie or me? What name will we name her? How will we celebrate her first birthday? How excited will we be when she says her first word or takes her first step? Will she first say mommy
“Jamie…”Not knowing how much time has passed, I gradually woke up when I heard myself mumbling.I first feel my senses are unblocked, just like when one who sinks in the ocean for a long time gets back up from the water.The next thing I feel... is my body covered in pain, especially my head.“Umm…”Holding the pain back, slowly, I try to open my eyes.It is the moment when I open my eyes again, bright light seeps into my eyes. I squint into the light, my eyes take quite a while to adapt to the light.