Chapter 1- A missing piece

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It's been 4 years, 1 month and 7 days since I last fell in love. Atlas Mitchell was the one I loved most. I laughed with him, Cried with him, slept with him, loved him. Yet some things weren't meant to last forever...

"Darcy snap out of your trance!!"
A familiar voice yelled at me snapping me out of my day dream. I turn to Josie who was shooting daggers at me, her arms crossed and her composure flaring.
"I've been calling you name for that past 5 minutes!! And I know it wasn't any 'design ideas' cause you sketch book is closed." Josie remarked leaning on the Isle, sliding onto the stool next to me.
"It's nothing!" I lied "I must've just zoned out a bit."
Josephine knew I was lying but didn't dig deeper continuing to practice her nail designs on her fake hand she practices her nails on. I opened my sketch book drawing out some designs for Delilah&.co, Beginning the sketch then changing it up over and over and over-
*ringgggg*
I Pause, grabbing my phone and looking at the contact. Delilah's name shows at the top of my screen. Why is Delilah calling? I answer the phone.
"Hello, Miss Delilah!" I greeted the person on the other end, my tone sickly sweet.
"Darcy,darling! Are you available on the 12th?" Delilah inquired, her voice as ecstatic as usual.
"Oh uh yeah! May I ask why-" I attempt to say,getting cut off.
"Oh I have this wonderful Opportunity for you but I can't go into detail right now because I am very busy at the moment so see you on the 12th yeah? Ok,ok buh-bye now!" Delilah dispensed before ending the call.
"What was that about?" Josie questioned rolling her chair back to see what was going on.
"I dunno..we'll just have to see" I Replied, not knowing much my self.
I walk back to my seat in the kitchen opening my sketch book, colourising my latest designs.
Guess we'll have to do what the old lady wants.

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