I woke up around 7 am and headed to the styling and makeup area as I needed to prepare for interviews with various media outlets, alongside Sheynnis and the other runner-ups. Only selected candidates chosen by the organization for the skincare product promotion and the inauguration of Miss Universe in Mexico for 2024 will be going. I hope Dee gets chosen, considering she's one of the strongest candidates in this batch and poses a formidable competition to all of us.
I really miss our banter and the way we share our stories. It's what brought us so much closer. There hasn't been a moment to tell her everything, to let her know how serious I am about her. I get it, it might be too early for those words, but the truth is, I want to be with her. My heart is yearning for her.
I noticed we didn't exchange messages earlier today, and it got me worried that she might not be among the selected candidates for Mexico. From what I understand, those who aren't chosen for the event are supposed to leave El Salvador today.
I find myself staring at my phone, eagerly waiting for Dee's reply. It might make me seem a bit desperate, but all I really want is a small interaction, even if it's just on social media today. On another note, I do really miss daddy so much.
As far as I can recall, I got a date with Irfan today he actually messaged me earlier and keeps on reminding me to not forget about it. I just need to wrap up everything after the interviews and meet him before he leaves tomorrow. I'm now prepared to talk to him and clear up any misunderstandings between us. I wish that he'll listen to me in whatever I will say because it contains important discussions that we need to talk about.
It's about our relationship.
I think this is the time to fix things.
As I gaze into the mirror, my stylist delicately applying blush, I find myself pondering: What could have possibly attracted Dee to someone like me? True, I have a few insecurities about my face and body shape, but the way she makes me feel beautiful resonates deeply. It's like my heart is shouting, boosting my confidence in every aspect of me.
Beyond the makeup and glamour, my face doesn't fit the supermodel stereotype. While I appreciate seeing my natural self, it becomes challenging when I realize that others might look more than just pretty without any makeup on.
I heard the notification tone on my phone and promptly opened it, hoping that it was a message from Dee.
I suppose I had higher expectations, but unfortunately, it's not from her.
It's a reminder from the Miss Universe organization, instructing me to get ready before 9:30 am. We're meeting at the ground area where I'll be the one interviewed.
My thoughts are still consumed by Dee, and now, there's an intense desire to see her just once before she leaves the country hoping that she's still here. I yearn to embrace her and share everything that's been weighing on me these past few days. I miss those moments of smiling for no reason, all because of her. What she makes me feel is unparalleled, and no one else comes close to that.
"Miss Porsild, you're ready to go!" The stylist told me as he wraps his make up kit.
I suppose I'll have to cross paths with Dee again someday, whenever the universe decides it's time for us to meet once more, right?
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After a tiring day filled with numerous interviews, I find myself yearning to collapse into bed. However, I've already committed to meeting Irfan, so I must push through, despite my body craving to sleep, especially since our flight is tomorrow.
