Stranded Love

rystal lining of the waves and oceans as they slammed back to the sand. It has been indeed prepared, from these setups and visitors as if it's an actual wed

ion at me as if I've talked something dumb, "What? Never in my whole life did I experience such a huge celebrati

er in front of us, with indifference on his face like he's not satisfied or pleased with something. After what felt like minutes of the two having a star

his tone, and dropped like acid. "Besides, I have seen heaven just earlier at the makeup room. So

his elegant eyes met my own ones. However, it's then interrupted by Jenn's unfiltered words, "Don't stare at my girl like that, man. You have won the chairman's heart,

urn back to its original place, but a few minutes later, they loosened up. Not long enough, the chairman, Mr. Mauro Vann Roswell, himself, reached our spot in a slo

o," I

flooded me with questions because of

all here at the party. Trust me, they're definitely not going to let events like this slide without a story or two for their magazines and tabloids." I paused, and m

listair interjected, which e

chairman and my agency affiliates had finally reached toward us. Thus, instead of continuing on with his sentence, he closed back his lips and faced hi

yebrow to raise. He used to be so cheerful when we're at his office, but what's the sudden change of attitude? My thought paused when the

should apply it, actually. I've only used lip gloss and lip tints for the past years since I ha

and Jenn uttered in unison, "

so hard while slapping off my arms and wrist. I tried to yank my arm away from my over-supportive yet dangerous manager, but Alistair did it first as he excused himself

r. Guilbert Horton whispered to my ears, and it sent horrid shivers down to

their shrieks died down, including my talent manager who's right beside me like a leech who's ready to sip blood to si

night, as well. The hired band group for tonight will arrive in a short while. For now, Matilda and Jenn will enjoy the rest of the party before the dinner feast will be served."

ell as my other co-artists, answered in unison bu

, Cha

a pro

er hand, the agency crews and artists followed the old man's tracks with a frown of utmost disappointment on e

gh he's been trying to send a silent message through the way he stares into my jade green realms. He didn't wait for Jenn's response and so, he t

ry, I will be right back. Stay here for a minute," Jenn lowly murmured, to which I merely responded with a continuous nod. "Okay, just don't leave this spot," he ad

message from earlier crossed into my mind. "Oh,

s-the beach, and the moon right on top of it. I giggled as I felt the soothing yet coarse-grained texture of the sands, which felt good under my

distance. On the other hand, both Matilda and Alistair shared a serene moment behind the trees, the tw

will be a great hit, for sure. Ha! Matilda is a lover o

, "Don't you want to move

I wouldn't decline such a great offer, of course, particularly on an island. How cool would th

; however, his words also deafen down as well. My lashes dropped for they've given up the battle of fighting back the drowsiness that I'm f

land,