It was still dark when the plane landed in the Suvarnabhumi Airport , the very edges of dawn inching through the window. Lingling Sirilak Kwong breathed deeply. The feeling was so foreign and she briefly wondered if she was still in the dreamscape. Still dreaming of four years ago, when she was still an actress in this country. A bittersweet memory. Now, they're breathing the same air.
The Thirty three year old walks while craning her head around and she smiles when she finally sees her friend, Junji waving her hands and with a Lingling Kwong placard hastily written in a neon green cardboard, way to be subtle.
"Lingling! Oh my God! Finally, you're here in the flesh!" Her friend exclaimed in joy while hugging her tight. She pushed her friend playfully and slapped her shoulder.
"As if you didn't visit Hong Kong a month ago." She scoffed.
Four years made a lot of changes as they made their way towards her temporary accommodation passing the AH19 highway. There were sparse buildings along this highway years ago but right now, she's seeing endless skyscrapers. They passed by her favorite Omakase place and it was now replaced by a shoe store. People don't glance her way anymore or give her any second look but as she scans the buildings above, she's seeing her almost everywhere.
Orm Kornnaphat face was plastered for any advertisement imaginable along Bangkok. From makeup brands to appliances, you can see her face in every corner, wherever you turn.
"You okay?" Junji asked her friend, a faint worry was heard.
Lingling just looked at her friend and gave a smile that didn't even reach her eyes. "I'll be fine. Now bring me to my Godson."
Junji rolled her eyes. If not for her child's christening, she wondered if Ling would ever step back in Thailand.
