7 Lives Apart

Ch 6: Colours of Miracle

The morning sun complimented the blue sky with a soft curtain of faint gold light as Vincent entered his sleek, modern office. Known for his architectural prowess at such a young age of 23, he was one of the brightest stars of the industry.

But today, Vincent's mind was immersed in a project that surpassed his usual endeavours. A project that was a mere part of his and Rose's detailed plan.

They had been working on their plan, their pawn for months now, and it wasn't a coincidence when Vincent placed himself right by Shawn's side, right before his last concert of the tour at that.

It was, of-course Rose who used her influence to carve the original architect out of the picture. Then it was the magic of Vincent's expertise and fame, setting the red carpet for their grand entry into this artists' world.

It was the project of designing the venue for Shawn's upcoming and final concert of the tour. And the venue was their homeland, London, a perfect stage for the perfect show.

Vincent had crafted every detail ahead of time. The venue was a going to be a mix of innovation and timeless elegance, the very evidence of his ability to bring dreams to life in concrete and steel.

As he reviewed the plans, a sense of satisfaction crept over him - a rare emotion for someone who doesn't feel content so easily, who craves for perfection in the tiny details.

The day unfolded with a scheduled meeting at Shawn's agency, LY Records.

Vincent, dressed in a tailored suit, entered the room where executives from LY Records awaited him. Among them was Shawn, the man whose voice had compelled millions around the globe.

Shawn, with his charismatic presence, greeted Vincent. "Vincent, man! Your designs just went beyond my expectations. London will witness a concert like never."

Vincent nodded, maintaining his composure. "Well, of course! My aim is to create an immersive experience that complements your style."

The meeting then dwelled on the fine details of the venue - the acoustics, lighting, and the overall ambiance. As discussions were going on, Vincent explained every detail with confidence, assuring the executives on how each element would contribute to the said immersive experience during Shawn's performance.

Shawn, witnessing Vincent's intensity, remarked, "You understand the essence of my music so well, Vincent. It's like you can feel the heartbeat of the architecture."

Vincent smiled, concealing the emptiness within. His facade, masking his inability to connect with the emotional aspects of art.

As the meeting concluded, the plans were set in motion. The countdown to the concert had finally begun. Vincent's designs would soon come to life, complementing not only Shawn's music but also his own flawless game.

Walking out of the meeting room, Vincent's mind shifted to his next appointment when he felt a gentle tap on his shoulder. As he turned around, he found Rebecca, one of the executive from the meeting, standing before him while greeting him with a warm smile.

"Vincent, I must say, you never miss a chance to impress me," With a genuine admiration in her eyes Rebecca praised further. "Your designs are always exceptional."

Vincent nodded his head in acknowledgment, a polite smile playing on his lips. "Thank you, Rebecca," he replied with a composed voice. "You're too kind, as always."

Sensing an opportunity, Rebecca pressed on. "I was thinking, perhaps we could grab dinner sometime," she suggested, her cheeks coloured with a hint of pink as her gaze fixated on Vincent with an intent.