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Onika assumes that she is fearful about something. After the diving episode, things between Beyoncé and her are renewed. Seeking a decree for a state of peace was like a frustrating search for the Holy Grail. But they were in between something that even they themselves could not designate. And that was good.
Onika's last free time was when she previously used it to sleep before Rihanna's itinerary followed another topic. After a bit of tension, a beach party was all Onika's mind didn't need but demanded.
"Okay. I'm ready." Onika's voice breaks the silence. Automatically, Rihanna and Lauren shift their gaze to her. There was a whole visual assessment before any answer by face. "What did you guys think?"
Lauren slowly walks forward. "My God, the devil is going to consummate a few more souls today."
"Is that a good thing?" Onika asks apprehensively.
Lauren shrugs her shoulders. "It's really hard to confess this, but I have to be honest, I don't think I've ever met a more beautiful woman than you."
Rihanna, who hears everything, cautiously approaches Onika and Lauren.
"You are stunning, Onika." Bajan whispers, almost too distracted in investigating the businesswoman's face.
Rihanna could continue swallowing Onika with her gaze, but Lauren who watches their interaction is committed to breaking the bubble.
"But also with the amount of money on surgery she spent, you'd have to pull out exactly that reaction." Lauren jokes.
Onika smiles too. She really didn't mind being unnatural. The progressive maturity in front of the media made her forget all the pressure of the countless attempts to prove a perfection that did not suit her. She liked who she had become.
"Lauren, get on with it right away." Rihanna points to the lipstick that the actress is touching up.
"Easy, general." Lauren smiles at her before looking at her reflection in the mirror.
"I'm loving seeing Rihanna all responsible about schedules," Onika replies, after her self-assessment. "Why all this, friend?"
Bajan picks up her shoulders, collecting the last few brushes scattered across the mini bench. "Nothing, I just ... uh, I want to be taken seriously."
"What do you mean by that?" Onika asks.
"After I came out of the Movie, and watched all the copulated information about my participation, I found that the worst part was knowing in people's opinion." Rihanna contorts a grimace into her mouth.
"Rihanna, do you really think that absorbing public opinion is a good idea?" Lauren scolds. "Most people are hostile, and they pour out comments that are as hostile as what they carry inside them."
"I know, I know." Rihanna sighs. "But I'm trying hard for myself, too."
Onika approaches Bajan, placing her hand on her shoulder.
"I definitely support that change, okay?" She smiles. "As long as it's totally for you."
"I will work on it." Rihanna assures. And there is a slightly dense mood formed, but it doesn't last more than a few seconds. "Now let's get on with it. Hurry up, go." She hurries Lauren who is rubbing the lipstick on her lips.
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FanfictionFreud once said: "It is that we are never so defenseless against suffering as when we love, never so helplessly unhappy as when we have lost our loved object or its love." And so the story between Beyoncé and Onika could not be better described.