Ah... so many questions... so many answers to be learned. Another day. *sleep deprived Muse cackles and runs away, mumbling to herself.*
ZAIA. New Year’s Eve is upon us, and I am rushing around helping with setting up the banquet hall. Atticus’s mother fell ill with the cold a few days ago and since I was helping Mrs Watson with the flower arrangements I offered to help with the event organising. I wish I didn’t, because I didn’t
His final words are a command, not an offer, and if things couldn’t get any worse, Sebastian being here is the icing on the cake! ----- “When did that arrive?” I ask as I stare at the unzipped dress bag that sits on my bed. “Not long after you left,” Mom replies, shaking her head. “He had it ord
Mom and I struggled to make myself look as different as possible. In the end, I had contoured my face heavily before applying a matt base and very pale lips. Anyone who knows me, knows I love my bold lips. We have twisted my hair into a small bun, and the aim is to make it look a lot less than it
ZAIA. “Naya!” Atticus’s voice calls, and I freeze. The name he said he’ll call me by… Oh no... I turn gracefully and look at him, smiling brightly. His brown hair is styled back, making him look a lot sharper without the tousled mess it usually is in. He’s in a dark grey suit that makes his eyes
VALERIE: I’m coming, wait in the bathroom. Goddess, that was nerve-wracking. I walk over to the sink and open the faucet, staring at my reflection. Thank God Jai came. I hope he doesn’t get into trouble… This was not how the evening was meant to go… I bite my lip, feeling my heart clench. He e
That makes her tense before she turns back to me. “Well… dear sister, I’ll leave you for now… until we meet again,” she says in a sing-song voice, coming closer to me. She leans over, adjusting her mask and hair before she turns and pauses. She looks over her shoulder at me before she moves closer
ZAIA. “Zaia!” Valerie turns back to me the moment the women leave the bathroom. “Sorry, I got distracted.” I shake my head, trying to clear it. “Are you really ok? I know this is a lot to take in, but I really do need you to listen,” Valerie whispers urgently. “I know Val, I’m sorry.” I reply. “
“I will wait for you, Zaia. Take as much time as you need. I’m not going anywhere.” I open my mouth to tell him I am not looking to move on when he places a finger on my lips and shakes his head. “Don’t reject me now… I said I’ll wait… because I am ready to, whether that’s weeks… months… or even y