~ BOOK 2 of Levels of Love ~
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It walks through the crowd below with an easy, almost arrogant, stride, beanie pulled low over its forehead. But not low enough to hide its piercing, cold eyes. I don't know why but my breathing sudd...
Hmm. Shit is kind of almost about to hit the fan...
This part is dedicated to Shakira1435 - thank you for reading these stories and supporting them.
I try to dedicate a chapter to each of my fantastic readers as a thank you but it obviously takes a lot of chapters!! -.- I'm trying my best - I don't want to leave anyone out. All of you guys are seriously the best and it's so great when people tell me they're actually enjoying reading the story as much as I love coming up with it. So THANK YOU!! Just thought I'd have a moment. XD
As I sit here patiently awaiting the comeback of BLACKPINK I thought it'd be nice to have a throwback of my ALL TIME fave iKON song - Apology (aside from MUP). This song was the first time (I'm sorry if I offend anyone ;.;) I actually notice Junhoe and I was just like, "Let me marry your voice. Please."
Now this cute little picture which I love!!
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The beautiful dress looks even more incredible the second time I put it on with my hair curled and styled within an inch of its life and my face covered in a strategic layer of makeup. As I gaze into the mirror, at the barely recognisable face, I have to admit Meli's done an incredible job. I tend to go for a more 'natural beauty' approach to my everyday look and don't wear makeup often but there's something really exhilarating about the stuff. My brown eyes look warm and eager, my skin soft and rosy, lips plump and my cheekbones and jawline so sharp. I look how a Princess eager to be wed to her betrothed should look, but it's not how I'm feeling. You look a little closer and you can see the tired marks under my eyes, the orangeness of the foundation over my pasty skin, the tremble of my lip.
The anger hanging over me, reflected deep in my eyes.
Glaring at my reflection I can feel it running through me, through my veins. This isn't what I want.
"CeCe? You ready? We're already late", Meli's stunning figure glides into the reflection and I force a smile at her.
She looks just as beautiful as ever with her long hair straightened, bright blue eyes lined and huge red lips drawing the eye away from her tight, figure hugging dress for the smallest second or two.
"You look amazing", I tell her for the hundredth time and mean it.
"As do you", she side hugs me lightly. "Come on! Lord Jakob will worry."
"I need a second", my eyes return to my own in the reflection, "Go on ahead. I'll be right behind you."
Meli cocks her head to the side, "You sure? Do you want me to stay back too?"
