I don’t know what I’m going to do anymore. Zamiel seemed to treat Elizabeth differently. Zamiel's head always seemed warm. All I know is that Zamiel treated me well."Couldn't he have known you were Elizabeth?" I asked in astonishment."Not either. Because when Zamiel treats me like myself, he's not like this. Maybe Zamiel treats you like this?" She asked. I shuddered even though she couldn't see."Believe me. Just do it like this. While I'm here and you're there, do well who you should be. Do you understand?" My statement is calm. I heard her take a deep breath but I just ignored it. She asked with mixed trepidation, "I don't know. It's boring. It's like I want to go home there. I miss the shooting. Did you get a photo shoot?Yes, it's finished. I was so happy to say, "Actually, you didn't tell me about it, but it's fine nonetheless. Thanks to Davin.""Gosh twin, Zamiel is so stiff. I wanted to kiss him, but he is usually so busy. He just sent me a ton of documents here, and then h
The Philippines is hotter than England. It's fine; I just came down here. Not hot. not even cold. I wonder whether I'm the only one who feels sleepy after such a lengthy journey. I turn to face Davin, who has our duffle bags and luggage.We only need to wait for the driver to bring us here; he'll be here at any moment, he remarked. His voice doesn't sound fatigued to me. He may already be accustomed to such long journeys. I can see the magnificent London as I glance about. This location is lovely and lovely. I grinned as I noted the various automobiles.I questioned as if I knew the answer, "What shall I call you? All I know is you have titles to play here.""Just address me as you want to", Dave responded sternly.I bit my lower lip in protest at his pessimism. How I wish he wasn't treating Elizabeth in this way. When we are together, he is not like this. He gives me a lot of attention. I give him a look. I'm shorter than he is. He grew more attractive. I grinned as I recalled how wa
She demanded firmly, "Give me your smartphone." Her face lacks any sense of humor. I was unable to speak to her and excuse myself. I quietly gave my phone to the person without saying a word. My granny can be so frightening at times. She always has a knack of making me instantly lose my voice.She spoke to me again, "Sit properly. I also sit straight and don't blink. I'm anxious around her. Gosh. She got spookier. I swallow as I feel her behind me.She asked me simply, "What did you do to stay here for so long," but I was unable to respond since I was at a loss for words.I gulp again. I am just looking at her. "Did you also left your tongue in the Philippines? Talk." She seriously said with her scary accent. Gosh. "I am sorry grandma. I was busy with my studies about our company that I lost my will to come back here." I said while blinking my eyes. I can even feel my hands are trembling. "Busy with your company? Or busy admiring that man over there?" She asked that made me blushed
My face is clearly beaming with joy. Who wouldn't, I suppose? I can see my designs in front of me. Finally, gowns based on my designs exist. I think my grandma actually brought all of these to life. Did she regularly check my private post? Why does she understand my plans? Gosh. I find it hard to believe. including the sandals and shoes I assumed would only appear in my sketches. However, take a look at what I can see right in front of me as I enter our house. Finally, my creations come to life. I'm really happy. I touch the dresses with my fingers. Simply said, it is a dream come true. I don't have my phone with me, therefore I can't take a picture of it. I wanted to snap a picture, but I realized that I shouldn't waste this opportunity by doing anything other than taking a picture. I desire to have my actions witnessed by my own eyes. These dresses are lovely. Even the gown, which I can choose and send to Mrs. San Diego. But I am aware that my grandmother is opposed to it. She enjo
My grandmother questioned me, "Did you sleep late? It's already eight in the morning." She gets up early. I pouted as I looked at her.I said with a smile, "Be good to me, Grandma. You have many surprises. I am very glad, Grandma.She put her hands on her waist and said, "What's with you? You didn't even change your clothing.I apologized to Grandma and questioned, "Grandma, why are you berating me again?Wear your creations, she commanded. "Get up and change. Take a bath. Go and put on a gown. It should be nice." I grimaced.Grandma, I responded, "Okay." She then left me here alone.I got out of bed and moved. I was happy to the fact that I was in my small closet. When I opened it, I was delighted with what I saw. Many outfits. I know Elizabeth would panic out if she were just here and saw all of these. Maybe one day I'll give her a tour of the facility.I decided to put on a long, blue gown with a deep v-neck. My color shines through because it is sleeveless. I have snow-white skin.
Zamiel stated with such rage in his voice, "You just make me look like a fool, princess Ashanti. You made me believe that your twin is you yet you think you two could outsmart someone like me? The day you left, I already wants to punish you, baby but I stop myself."Instead of asking "Why are you here?" I got his ire even higher. He holds me against the closest wall. He treats me as though I am a subject that he must thoroughly understand.He said with resentment in his voice, "You are changing the subject. I thought you also want to learn something from me right."He lost attention when I added, "I don't care anyway. Stop pestering me. My twin likes you." I take the opportunity to leave.I start to move away, but Zamiel is able to capture me before I even start to move.He now hugged me and said, "I don't care about your sister; all I want is you."Without batting an eye, I responded, "No. Stop this. I don't like you, Zamiel. I like my childhood friend more.""You want me to not love
My grandma kissed my cheeks and said, "Anyway, both of you, I have some meetings to attend. Feel at home, iho. My grandchild's friends are always welcome here. I am going ahead." I observed my grandmother glaring at Zamiel, and I don't understand why.When granny has already left, I turn to face Zamiel, who is staring ahead with a bewildered expression. When I finally spoke, he suddenly snapped."Where do you want to go? Let's go?", I said with smile on my face. I have a smile on my face as I look at him. But I'm aware that I can't speak to him for a variety of reasons based on what I overheard. Zamiel is present, but why? I merely made assumptions. He is not here because of me in the first place. He considers me a buddy. a buddy. I grinned sourly. What's the matter with me? Why is my heart aching so badly? Zamiel questioned abruptly, "What does your granny mean when she says she supports your relationship with someone. Who is that?" I give him a faceless stare.I questioned, "What
While I was wandering about, I said, "This castle is not known to me. You have a larger castle than my grandma's castle. I wonder what kind of castle this is." Just following me is Zamiel. Knowing that I'm unfamiliar with this Castle, he displays a delighted expression.He abruptly said, "How about we go to my room. Of sure. This is a private castle. You will not know it unless you request it. My brows drew in.I enquired "What's wrong with your room." I feel weird around him, but I don't show it to him because I'm still emotionless. This person I know him really well. He has a reason for doing this. Urgh! I despise him so. He gave me a comforting smile and said, "I promise you won't be disappointed. It's more thrilling there."I rolled my eyes and replied, "Fine. After this you will going to tell me what did you do to my twin that she continues on reporting you are being so disrespectful to her." He only tugged me along while gazing into my eyes."I am aware of the differences betwe