Three days have passed since Mr. Philip said Lucas will come back, and he hasn’t he has not for once answered his calls. Since school has not yet resumed, and I only go to the agency twice a week, I mostly spend my day in the house. Today was the dinner party I was invited to by Catherine. I didn’t want to appear dull, like someone who has been mourning the death of a loved one. I decided to hang out with Sandra. I have not seen her since she was discharged from the hospital. It was already 11 am, and I was still in bed. That’s how it happens when I sleep late. I stayed up till 3 pm again trying to reach Lucas. I was surfing the internet when I saw a message popped up on my phone, it was from a strange number. Recently, I have been waking up to see messages from people I don’t know. Most of them are upcoming models that want to know the secret of modeling. I always laugh when I see such a massage, modeling has no secret, if it will even have a secret it’s hard work and practice. Som

The beauty of the hall got my attention first. The decorations from the outside was one i haven’t seen before. I looked up at the man beside me, he was full of glory, eminence and clemency like every gentle man. It was a suprise to me that i have fallen so quick for his charms. He wasn’t looking down as i stare at him, i wonder how one human being could be this cute. I held him tigher in his arm, every bit of his sweet smell passed through my nose and i breathe in deep, savaoring all of them.He had a gentle face but without a smile. How he managed to keep such personlaity is one thing i don’t know. I remember the same face in his father’s. His face exhibit calmness just like Lucas and instead of talking or ansering he nodds or stare. Perhaps it’s in his family to behave as such. I could see we were a bit late, the room was already filled with people of different caliber. They all showed up in unique and expensive clothes. I was pleased to see top celibrities seated elegantly on their

Lucas Being with her is one thing I can’t discipline myself to stop. All through my stay in the UK, her voice has been the only voice I really wanted to hear, her scent had lingered in my nose, and I smell her all day. I would have not traveled so suddenly if not for the fact that I couldn’t help. I had these strange feelings after I had picked Helen up at her mum’s place. One feeling that I have never felt before. I felt my legs heavy and my joints cracked like the tendons were replaced with a knot. Then, the intense fever and dry throat set in. I managed to go out in search of her when I couldn’t get in touch with her. I didn’t know that it was a mistake, I would have listened to my body and called the doctor that night, but I decided to take the risk by calling him the next morning. It was at midnight that I felt my life draining out of me, I was weak and for the first time, I was helpless. I managed to walk downstairs and Mr. Jones was already waiting in the sitting room. He q

I pretend not to see the confusion on her face when she sees me. I focus on the beautiful dinner gown she wore. It was one of the nicest, decent, party cloth I have seen anyone wear. She put on a long dinner gown, I watched as the remnants drag on the floor as she walked. I know she will not get her eyes off me, so I continued admiring her dress in my mind. I held my glass up to my lips while rotating my eyes around her figure. In no time, she was already in front of us. I try to put up a smile when I finally lifted my eyes to her face.“Hey, guys,” she said when she settled on one of the chairs. “Thank you for finding time to attend our dinner party.” she acted professionally, I didn’t expect her to be that calm when she sees me with the man she had mentioned to be her fiancée. But she didn’t fail to keep her eyes on Lucas, always smiling and adjusting her dress. She looked at him as if she needs approval or a verbal appreciation, and Lucas in turn kept locking eyes with her, but nev

Helen At this point, the joy lingers in the air. Everyone was smiling, I took time to look at their faces, except for Catherine. She was not smiling, her gaze was all over me. I could faintly see the anger in her mind. She was the only person that looked out of place, and I knew it was because of me. I wouldn’t let her spoil the joy I have already established in my heart since morning. I lifted my hands for another drink and the waiter came immediately. I had this constant feeling of thirst with every glass of wine I took. It seems the more I drink, the more thirsty I become. “That’s enough, you have had enough.” I knew the voice, I don’t need to be told that he has been watching me. Perhaps he has been counting the number of glasses. “Alright, just this last time,” I replied while looking at his face. At this point, Lucas became a human Angel. I beat my lower lips as every power in me succumbed to his beautiful, soothing voice. I wanted to jump at him and looked at his beautiful