The Way She Looks At Me •Freen&Becky•

Every Vacation Has An End

FREEN SAROCHA'S POV

Everything went smoothly for the following months. Apart from the first month's group project, the Thailand group never did any other projects together. Although Kirk, Chailai and I were grouped together twice.

After the fourth month's project, it was time to get ready for reviews and recommendations from professional writers across the globe.

The fifth month reviews were not on group basis but individually so I needed to up my game to it's apex.

It was hectic days and sleepless nights for weeks just to submit the best stories. Accuracy, language, style, inspiration and attraction of the books were checked.

I hardly saw Becky all through the fifth month and she was also really busy, in fact everyone was crazy busy.

Our books were submitted by the end of the fifth month and it took about two weeks but finally, reviews were out.

Not everyone received recommendations but I did. I was really happy about it and my book was one of the twenty books published. My joy knew no bounds. this could mean that I might be among the top twenty participants in The program out of the one hundred and fifty participants from ten different Asian countries. That's a win for me.

And my book been published means money coming my way, since YWT would be publishing it.

The peek of the program was in it's fifth month so the sixth month was more of relaxation and recovering which I did wrapped around my baby's arms. She is my medicine for sure.

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Now we had only a week left in the program. And Becky and I still haven't had the conversation about what comes next. I'm scared she'll want to end it after the program and I'm not ready to let go, no! Not yet. I'm in a heartbreaking situation, I know it but I can't control it.

Becky was rather distracting herself from the inevitable by preparing the Thailand farewell speech to YWT.

She's representing us which is obvious. She is The Princess of Thailand, who better to represent us than our literal Royalty?

The morning for the farewell party came and our communication devices were returned to us. Being without modern technology is the worse but it was worth it.

Since our phones have been returned, it was no longer safe to be around Becky, as we being together could easily pop up in someone's Insta post. So she kept insisting.

I can't believe we're not spending our last days of freedom together because phones are keeping us apart. That's silly but true.

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It was finally time for the farewell party. We had to shop for our outfits but we weren't allowed outside the camp. So we had to place last minute orders. Most participants came prepared but it's Mahidol's first time so we had limited knowledge about the program.

I didn't see Becky until the party started. I only saw her on stage when she gave the opening speech. Her beauty was to die for. That gown, I'm sure cost more than my family's net worth.

She gave the most beautiful speech like she was born for it, followed by applauds and standing ovation. I'm so proud of my girl.  Everybody applauding her Majesty won't believe that this girl is mine. And all this was been aired. Thailand couldn't be more proud of their Princess.