Ch 11: Rose

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At that time, I didn't gave it much thought...

When Cami actually ended up dead, I thought it was just a mere coincidence because that was only a minor part of my dream, that took place in reality. But that doubt has now evolved into a resolute certainty.

I guess it wasn't just a dream after all... because, as I'm right here with him, the events are unfolding just as I saw in the dream that night!

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After spending days on the fashion week damage control, me and my team had finally achieved a sense of stability. The day went on peacefully as I cross checked all the details with the team. Ensuring that everything aligned perfectly for the grand event.

As the evening approached, a prior engagement awaited me. I was set to attend Martin's birthday party, an established music composer and singer with whom I shared a well-acquainted connection.

This party would become my sweet escape from the constant demands of the fashion world.

I decided to get off work early to prepare for the party. The soft glow of the early evening sunlight bathed the city, as I drove back home.

Entering through the large doors of my penthouse, the deep blue roses on the center table caught my attention. They were freshly arranged by the maids earlier this morning — blue roses symbolise miracle. A miracle that I've worked so hard for all this time!

Climbing the stairs to my bedroom, I walked straight into my closet and pulled out a dress that echoed the richness of the roses, the aqua blue color blended sophistication with a touch of mystery.

After dressing up, I was putting on a beautiful pair of crystal earrings, when the soft chime of my phone signaled a message from Shawn. "Are you there yet?"

Taking a moment from my reflection in the mirror, I replied, "I'm just about to leave, see you at the party."

Shawn's response was swift, "I'll be waiting."

As I stepped out of the car, the evening air gently tousled my hair as I surveyed the venue. Rich, warm scents of fresh flowers and the soft glow of golden lights complemented the vibrant atmosphere, setting the stage for an unforgettable celebration.

Inside the venue, the air was filled not only with laughter but also with the tantalizing aroma of exquisite cuisine.

The walls adorned with deep hues and intricate patterns added to the visual spectacle, creating a luxurious backdrop for the festivities. The soulful melodies played in the background, filling the ambiance with a soft symphony that wrapped the guests in a sense of warmth and nostalgia.

Martin, spotted me from afar and greeted me warmly, as I walked up to him. "Rose, you made it! I knew I couldn't celebrate without you."

Gracefully accepting the welcome, I replied, "Wouldn't miss it for the world. Happy Birthday Martin!"

In the midst of bustling birthday bash. Laughter and melodies surrounded Shawn, Martin, and their intimate circle of renowned friends. Shawn's laughter filled the air while I indulged myself in lively conversations with other guests.

Observing Shawn's radiant bliss among the crowd, I couldn't help but feel a sting of curiosity. As I searched for a glimpse of Shawn in the middle of the crowd, he had already vanished into thin air, a fleeting mystery in the sea of guests.

My curiosity was getting out of control, and I decided to slip away, excusing myself discreetly. Walking into the corridor, my wistfulness for Shawn was laced with an unexplainable urgency.

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 22, 2024 ⏰

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