The Wrong Number

Ray of hope

Aurora POV

"Hello."

"Hello, sorry for the late call, but is this Miss Aurora? I am here to offer you a job." Someone said from the other side.

I didn't realize that my siblings were listening to the call. April shrieked with excitement. But Aston smacked her head and told her to keep quiet.

'What?' She whispered.

'You are disturbing her.' Aston whispered back.

"Yes, I am Aurora. I want to know where did you get my number? And who are you, exactly." I asked him.

"My bad miss. I am the director of a small event management company. I saw your paintings and really liked them. If you are interested then we can meet tomorrow. And I got your number from my uncle, Mr Jackson. I heard that you used to work there." He said.

"Oh, so you know Mr Jackson. Okay, I will meet you tomorrow and I will need time to think about whether I will join or not. If that's okay?"

"Why not? Obviously it will be your decision to join us or not. So see you tomorrow. Good night." With that, he hung up. 

He seemed very straightforward. That's good. I am looking forward to meet him. I will get to do what I love and with those who love my work. Nothing is greater than this.

The whole night was spent in thinking about tomorrow's meeting. I was very happy I wanted to tell Augustus about it. But it was so late, he might be sleeping, that's why I didn't message him.

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I woke up extra early today. I prepared breakfast and woke my siblings. I got ready. I wore a Middy, but April said it looks too rookie. Wear something formal. I went in and dressed in a wide leg trousers pant and a designer shirt with a simple necklace. But this time Aston rejected it saying it looks office wear. You are an artist you should wear something which shows your true self.

So here I am in what I usually wear, a jeans and a loose top. Well, I feel most comfortable and confident in this outfit only. They both gave it a thumbs up. I took my jacket and bag. I checked if I had everything in my bag, then I left the house. They both were shouting instructions even when I reached the main gate.

I smiled at their stupid concern and left for the meeting. I received a message from the guy from yesterday. We decided to meet by noon and with all those discussions I didn't realize that it was 11:30 already. It was the weekend so my siblings had no work today so we didn't notice the time.

We decided to meet in a cafe in the main city. So I thought taking bud will be easier. I was sitting on the bus stand and I heard the girls near me talking about the paintings. They were saying how they have never seen someone paint something so beautiful and yet so simple and understandable. It was nothing like those famous paintings where you have found out what is that actually.

I felt so proud how these little kids also find my paintings pleasing. It was a beyond comparable feeling.

I can relate to them. I know what other paintings say, but sometimes it is a mess and yet very famous. I always want to make feel what I am feeling while painting. It always depicts my life's incidents.

I reached the cafe with a smiling face. I entered and saw that the cafe was filled with many girls. They were all shouting at something. I looked at where they were looking, it was a man. A very handsome man.

I was awestruck for a few seconds before I reminded myself why I was there for. I shook my head to get my head straight and started looking for the guy who called me. But there were a few men in the cafe, I had no idea how I will recognize them. I was about to call him to tell him that I am there, but before I reach my bag for the phone someone shouted my name. I looked around and saw that, that handsome man was waving his hand towards me.