She opened the door to find her sister standing in the hallway, Jasmine looked slightly flustered but managed to smile, “Hey Jayla, can you go to the grocery store and pick up a few things?" "I'm in the middle of cooking Dad's soup and don't want to leave it unattended.”
Jayla blinked, still tangled from where her thoughts had been. “Oh, sure, just give me the list,” she said, reaching for the list in Jasmine's hand.
She glanced briefly at the list, then looked down at her dress, smoothing it in front of the mirror.
As she adjusted her dress in front of her mirror, Jasmine's voice grew softer. “You know, I'm worried about you.” Jayla turned, her gaze meeting Jasmine’s eyes in the mirror. “Worried about what?”
Jasmine stepped closer, her face stern. “You seem different these days. You know, happier but also I don't know, a little distant.” Jayla's smile faltered slightly “It’s just I'm still getting to know him. But I like him, Jasmine, he's different.”
Jasmine nodded thoughtfully. “Just be careful, okay? and trust your instincts; sometimes, what seems perfect on the surface might have hidden layers. Jayla nodded appreciatively of her sister's concern. “I will promise Jasmine.”
As Jayla walked out of the house, her mind reeled with thoughts regarding Axel and her sister's words.
Though she was not quite sure what she would find across this growing connection to him, she was determined to follow where it would lead.
The café again was abuzz, this time with Brock and Jade talking. They sat in the coziest corner of the cafe amidst the soft light casting shadows on Brock's face, and she couldn’t help but feel a growing warmth in her chest. “So what is your story, Jade?” Brock asked, as he steadily held her in his gaze. “I mean, what urges you toward art? What is your passion?”
Jade took a deep breath, thinking about how to articulate the tangled mix of emotions and dreams inside her. "Art it's always one way for me to express what I can't put into words.
While Growing up with my sisters, I was always the quiet one. Art was where I found my voice, where I could say things I was too afraid to speak out loud."
Brock nodded, his gaze never leaving hers. "I understand. Sometimes, it's the things we create that speak the loudest, even when we stay silent."
Jade smiled wistfully. "Exactly. Now, it is being here at Elysium Arts Gallery, and it seems I'm finally in line with the dream I've been painting.
I want to create art that touches people, just like I did today from seeing 'Tempest.'"
Smiling, Brock leaned back in his chair, an introspective look crossing his face. "I think you're well on your way, Jade. And if today is any indication, you're going to do amazing things."
The sincerity in his voice touched her, and Jade couldn't help but speculate for a brief second how it would feel to have a man like Brock by her side through life and her dreams.
As they continued their conversation, the café slowly began to empty around them, but neither one seemed to take notice. Jade felt that this bond they were creating might be the beginning of something wonderful, be it friendship or otherwise, only time could say.
"Would you like to come to another exhibit next week?" Brock asked, his voice just almost tentative. "There's this new artist I've been dying to see, and. I'd love for you to come with me."
Jade's heart fluttered; her smile spread wide. "I'd love that."
As the night stretched on longer, Jade had this nagging suspicion that this day at the Elysium Arts Gallery had been some sort of turning point, not just in the want of her artistic ambitions but of something deeper: a new friendship or maybe even deeper.
Jayla left the house with Jasmine's list in her hand, still thinking over her sister's advice. The late afternoon sun sat low in the sky, casting long shadows across the bustling streets as she made her way to the local market, lively chatter from the vendors and fresh smells of produce wafted through the air to create a familiar rhythm that helped to settle her wandering thoughts.
She weaved her way through the market, marking things off one after another-vegetables, spices, bread-trying to focus on the task at hand and not on the conversation with Jasmine or the feelings she had about Axel. She wasn't ready to face those yet. The market was busy, filled with people rushing to get their shopping done before nightfall.
Back inside the café, Jade wrapped her day. Smiling softly, she turned to Axel, who stood beside her, easing his features.
"I should get going home," she said, smiling softly. "It's getting late, and my sisters are going to wonder where I am."
Axel nodded, his eyes betraying a tinge of disappointment. "Alright, I understand. It was nice spending time with you today, Jade."
"You, too," Jade said. "We should do this again sometime." She waved her goodbyes and started on her way toward the market to pick up a few things before heading home.
As she was about to leave with bags in her hand, a figure near the entrance of the market became noticeable to her. Jayla blinked in surprise. It was Jade, her sister, who looked like she, too, was getting ready to head home. *What is Jade doing here?* Jayla wondered, for a split second confused, since Jade hadn't mentioned she would be at the market.
Jade stood beside one of the stalls, looking at some fruits and briefly talking to a vendor. Jayla watched as Jade gave a small smile, thanked the vendor, and turned to leave. For a moment, Jayla considered calling out to her; however, she held back. She stayed in her position, watching her sister make her way toward the exit.
With Jade simply walking away, Jayla felt something was missing; it was something she should know. Telescoping a few steps forward, her mind battled whether to follow her sister or to let it be. But with every move, a chill went down her spine, and she froze on what to do next.
Why was Jade here, and why hadn't she said so before? Jayla wondered, about to step forward until a thought crossed her mind. There was something Jade wasn't telling her.
As she took a step, her phone buzzed in her pocket, and she jumped. Looking down at the screen, her eyes had lit on the flash of Jasmine's name across the screen. She reached quickly to hit 'answer', her eyes still glued to the place where Jade had been just a second before.
Jayla? Are you still at the market?" Jasmine's voice was a little urgent. "I just realized I need one more thing-could you get some fresh herbs? Dad likes them in his soup."
Jayla nodded, though Jasmine couldn't see it. "Yeah, I'm still here. I'll grab them.
Her mind was reeling as she moved closer to the herb stall. Later, Jayla vowed she would bring it up with Jade about why she had been at the market and what she possibly might be keeping from her. Someway inside her knew any minute now, that would change everything.
Jayla lingered beside the herb stall far longer than was called for, her gaze set on where Jade had disappeared a few moments past.The bustling market seemed to close in around her, the vibrant voices of vendors calling out their last deals of the day blurring into a distant hum. She could still see Jade's figure etched in her mind-her sister's shoulders drawn tight, her steps quick, purposeful. Too purposeful.*Why hadn't she said that she would be here?* Jayla thought, the idea nipping at her like a flea. They shared almost everything she had thought. A twirl of unease curled in her stomach as she turned back to the herb stall, fingers tracing the edges of a bunch of parsley without really seeing it.The heavy phone in her pocket seemed to reverberate with Jasmine's call, still ringing in her ears, but it was something entirely different that held her attention. Jayla couldn't shake the feeling that something was amiss. She could almost feel it like a thick, invisible thread tuggi
The plates clattered softly as the triplets moved in sync, cleaning up after the dinner they had shared with their family. Within the air remained the warmth of laughter and conversation, though Jayla couldn’t shake off the feeling gnawing at her since earlier in the evening. In gold, soft, the kitchen was aglow, faintly scented with roasted chicken and spices.Jade wiped her hands on the dish towel and smiled to herself, her voice light. "I just love Sarah. She's such a sweet person. I don't know what we would do without her."Jasmine, who was drying a plate, nodded in agreement with her sister. "Yeah, she's practically family.We're so lucky to have her. Honestly, I can't imagine what life would be like without her now."Jayla's hands moved mechanically; her fingers wrapped around plates and utensils as if on autopilot. Her mind, however, was far from the lighthearted chatter between her sisters. Instead, it was back in the fading light of the evening, watching Sarah walk out the d
As the hush of morning fell, whispers of mischief danced across the soft light filtering through the windows."Jasmine, breakfast is ready". Jade's voice cut sharp through the quiet, resounding across the house. "Got it coming!" Jasmine responded chirpily while her voice still tinged with sleep. She stretched out lazily, feeling the cool air brush against her skin as she pulled herself up from bed."Let me shower now," she mumbled while removing her clothes and stepping into the bathroom, turning on the water before pouring soap into the bathtub. The warm water surrounded her, washing away a tidal wave of calmness over her.Finally, some peace, she thought while brushing her teeth as the hot water soothed the throbbing headache that lingered on her, her body drying with each part of her towel. No sooner was she near the closet than the door swung open with a bang."Jasmine We have been waiting for so long. Come on so that we can finally have some breakfast!" Jayla hastened in, fru
He hastily undresses, his hands shaking as he fumbles with his buttons and zippers,his chest heaves with ragged breaths, and sweat glistens on his forehead, trickling down his temples in tiny rivulets, as he rushes inside the bathroom.He stands in front of the mirror, stroking off his makeup, revealing his real face; a sly grin spread across his lips. He turns on the shower, letting the water cascade over his body, erasing any remnants. He wraps himself in a bathrobe leaving no trace of what had transpired.He opens the door and she instantly wraps her arms around him, their lips meeting in a hot steamy kiss."Baby, what took you so long?" I've been knocking for a while now she says, her voice laced with a playful, impatient tone. He replies, a beam flashing across his face, “I just got back from work and decided to take a quick shower.”She pulls him closer, her breath warm against his ear as she whispers, “You didn't wait for me,” her hands roaming over his body, teasingly close
"Jade let out a scream that reverberated through the house, her face radiating pure joy. 'What happened?' Jasmine asked, her eyes wide with curiosity. "I just got an invitation from Elysium Arts Gallery, the one I've been longing for,'Jade replied, her voice quivering with excitement." "Oh my God, Jade, that's incredible!" Jasmine exclaimed, rushing over to hug her. Congratulations, my baby! I knew you could do it. Jayla chimed in, her smile warm. So, what are you going to wear to the event? Jade's cheeks flushed happily. I haven't decided yet, probably the top I bought at Louis Vuitton when we went shopping," she replied, her heart brimming with gratitude. She felt so blessed to have sisters who were always there for her, lifting her with so much love and support. As Jayla walked upstairs, her mind still buzzing with excitement about a coffee date with Axel, Jasmine's gaze followed her, noticing how springy her steps had been lately and how often she smiled these days. “Hey Jayl