Christiana’s point of viewThe morning breeze brushed my face. It was a soothing morning in California. Waking up to a pleasant morning like that was nothing less than bliss.I had completed my morning chores and I wanted to take a shower and feel fresh, so I went to take a shower. The shower drops poured on my body, it seemed like pearls stuck on my body and the bubbles added beauty to my body. The mellow songs made the shower happening, exiting, relaxing more to take a bath.Before I could take the bath completely and enjoy my shower, I heard something which caught my attention.Stomp. Stomp. Stomp.“Walking steps!" I muttered to myself.“Whose walking steps are these? Is he there? Yes, he is there, I guess. Why has he arrived at the shower time? I am all naked in Zakuski. I cannot step out." I recited to myself again.Tiger.Yes. He was there. Oh, fuck off man!He was to come late, then why did he come now? How is it possible? I did not take my clothes in, not a single one. The clo
Christiana’s point of viewIt all started with this.“Tell me what you feel?” He whispered in my ears, droving into my dense black hair and pulling my mouth against his. I was sleeping by his side. He kissed my eyes, my cheeks, my forehead, and my ears. His breath was chilled against my wide-open lips. I could taste his fragrance on my soft-touched lips.I lost my mind and gave myself to him. My blood pounded in his veins as hard as the rain on my top ceiling. The passion within us met each other excitedly and incredibly.I cannot explain the feeling. His words were breathless. He touched my soul and ignited a fire in me pouring into me.He took a step back and establishes his confidence, looking at me up and down. He kept on seeing me for minutes as though I was a picturesque reverie to him. The gap between us diminishes as he moves forward to close the gap between us again.His lips touched my lips and slowly we smooched. I stood rooted to the position. He lifted my head and kissed
Christiana’s point of viewI never thought life will take a U-turn like this.Oh, lord! What are your plans? What are you trying to do? I just cannot decipher.Two days back when I saved him, little did I know he is going to be back.When he left me shattered then why is he back here. What is his motive. He left me when I needed him the most. The most!Never did he turn back after leaving me all broken. If he wanted, he could have returned, but he didn’t. I was all alone. All alone suffering the angst of my step-mother. No one was there with me. If I had someone then it was me and my devasted soul. Which never gave up. All it knew and did was to swim, swim, and swim. Swim until the shore was reached.I needed him, he wasn’t there. It wasn’t okay, but now it is okay. I am completely fine.All thanks to Lord. He sent Tiger in my life.With the entrance of Tiger in my life, things changed. Scene changed, environment changed, I changed, and everything in my life has started to change.Wit
Christiana’s point of viewSIMON!Simon still remembered when he first started to talk with me. But it was never the way it is now. It was not at all such a meaningless, peculiar, yet sometimes philosophical the way it is now, then.Right now, I needed to think about him first and then think about something else. He needed all my attention. I just could not be selfish. After all, he was my friend. I still considered him. And above all there is word called humanity.Soon Simon’s eyebrows get pulled up and together. His upper eyelids were pulled up, and his lower eyelids were tensed and drawn up as well. His teeth were exposed, and his mouth was drawn back and stretched at the same time.Yes! Simon. You heard me right. My ex, Simon.His lips trembled and his eyes were watery. Tears welled up in his eyes. A single tear came rolling down his eyes. Tears streamed down his face like an ocean flowing. He could feel his throat closing up.“Oh, man.” I gasped.He was all angst.How many shocks
Christiana’s point of view “Simon, you have a really good memory. How do you manage to do so? I asked Simon, lying on the bed.After listening to my question, Simon behaved in a weird manner.Lying on the other side of the bed, he just covered his face with the pillow beside him. And kicked his feet to some inside thoughts whilst he was thinking.Simon, lying on the other side of the bed, kept on gazing at me continuously and said, “To be honest, Stacy, I don't even have any answer to this question of yours.”“But tell me one thing, why are you asking this question? Have you not forgotten the remembrances of last night?” He added further.Simon’s questions left me speechless. I did not have anything to answer him.“Why? Do you really want to be with me? Have you changed your mind or what? Someone please pinch me.” Before I could add further, Simon said this to me on a satirical note.“No, actually…” Yet again I was numb.No matter what it was, how could he scoff like that, I wondered
Christiana's point of view It was almost dusk, the smell and taste of coffee was comforting. If you are deprived of sleep, having a cup of your favorite brew can help you feel more relaxed and ready to be productive. The sun was setting in the sky as fresh colours brushed upon an artist's canvas, as if those rays were destined to create a great work of art - one given to those open to capturing simple moments in the soul. The hard coffee, the caffeine causing my body to increase the level of dopamine in brain, the chemical making me feel happy. The cool breeze brushing my skin, The air blowing my hair back and the leaves rustling. In the silence my phone rang, I pushed myself up from the couch, stepping inside the room and I picked up the phone, a smile crept my face checking the caller's id of the person. My heart fluttered when the phone screen displayed his name. Everything felt new, the feelings foreign yet calming and homely. "Hello," I answered the call throwing myself on
The dimmed lights of the movie theater cast a soft glow over the rows of seats, punctuated by the flickering images on the screen. Christiana settled into her seat, eagerly awaiting the start of the film, when she felt a tap on her shoulder. Turning around, she was met with a bittersweet smile that she recognized immediately. "Alivia!" Christiana exclaimed, her eyes widening with surprise and joy. "I can't believe it's you. What are you doing here?" Alivia's smile faltered for a moment, but she quickly regained her composure. "I was just passing by and thought I'd say goodbye," she replied, her voice tinged with sadness. "Oh no, you're leaving already?" Christiana's heart sank. She had known Alivia for years, and they had shared so many memorable moments together in California. The news of her departure came as a shock. Alivia nodded, her eyes becoming a little misty. "Yes, I received a call from my organization. They need me back in London for some important work. It's all so sudd
The days had grown longer, and the California sun had become a familiar companion to Christiana as she went about her routine. Yet, despite the warm rays that kissed her skin, she couldn't shake off the lingering sense of melancholy that had settled within her. Alivia's departure to London had left a void in her life, one that seemed impossible to fill.As Christiana sat in her favorite spot by the beach, she gazed out at the endless expanse of the ocean, its waves crashing against the shore. Her mind drifted back to her childhood days, when she first met Alivia, the girl with the mischievous smile and eyes that sparkled like stars.Christiana and Alivia had been inseparable since that fateful day when they both stumbled upon a hidden treasure trove of seashells. Their laughter had echoed through the beach as they collected shells of all shapes and sizes, forming a bond that would only grow stronger with time.Over the years, they shared countless adventures, exploring the secret nooks