Have you ever wondered what your past life was like? If reincarnation is real, how was our life before? Were we the same?
Sun Williams had a reincarnation type of experience, but she didn't exactly die.
If the person you love the most has the chance...
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Whenever I'm wearing a full face of makeup, a fancy dress and high heels, I feel like a completely different person. In a good way.
It's not that I don't think I look pretty or hot when I'm wearing sweatpants and an oversized t-shirt, I know I'm hot, it doesn't matter what I wear. Call me a narcissistic bitch if you want, but I'm just pointing facts here.
But there is something about getting ready like this that just makes me feel so powerful and on fire.
My mom always reminds me that I should always love myself, it doesn't matter what everyone says, I should just love myself and that's it. I struggled with self-love before, it was when I was in a dark moment of my life, not that I'm completely out of it now, but at least I'm not that deep anymore.
So yeah, here I'm, looking at myself in the mirror admiring how incredibly hot I look right now, not thinking about anything or anyone else, just me and my beauty.
Tonight my grandfather decided to throw a party in our big house, that's why I'm dressed fancy. I love getting ready, but I hate these events. Mostly because I know he has been constantly making them because it's a good excuse for him to introduce me to some rich kid, who could be my future husband. The moment I turned 18, six months ago, he made his life a job to get me a husband.
At least he is not making me marry the first rich guy that he introduced me to. He keeps making sure to know the guy's family, his background and he also wants me to like him.
I know that if you look at it from another perspective, it's wrong. I know that him making me marry someone is not completely okay. But I know the reason and I accept it.
I mean, I'm Sun DeRose, the granddaughter of the owner of an Airline that traffic guns, drugs and launder money. He is involved with the worst kind of people in the world, so he just wants me to marry a rich guy so I can be more protected and safe.
Every time I complain about what he is doing, he just reminds me how he already lost someone he loved and he will not go through that again. He knows how to play the cards, he knows that reminding me of my fathers death is a weak spot for me.
And that's why I'm literally letting him arrange my marriage and the rest of my life.
"...and she then tackled me and punched me in the face two times." My best friend's voice snapped me out of my thoughts. "That's how I feel completely in love with her."
I looked at his blue eyes, they were glowing. He was basically daydreaming about his life with a woman that bit his ass in the gym early. He had a bruise in the right side of his face, proof of the ass kick he had this morning. He was laying on my bed, wearing a black suit with a grey shirt, his blonde hair brushed back and he is casually petting my doberman, Luna, who is laying in my bed next to him.
"So what you are telling me is that you now have a crush on a girl that kicked your ass?" I ask, getting up from my vanidy and walking to my shoes closet.
