Underneath

👉"chapter 4" : sequins and leeches

Dresses and suits

Heels

Expensive jewelry and cufflinks

Perfectly done make up

Expensive perfumes

Chattering

Camera lights,

Fake smiles

Fake pleasantries

Fake personalities

Damn fake PEOPLE!!!

Zara could go on and on , with her endless list of flaws, more like demerits of these social gatherings. They were jam packed with those who call themselves elites, those whose mouths never hurt with all their smiling and laughing , deep down these people are worse than pigs, she could gladly testify to that.

    She remembered how exhausting the last week had been with all the plans involved, after the therapy Zara's parents just couldn't leave her alone. Apparently, Mrs Victoria had told her parents that the therapy session was good. That was the mistake there.
NO therapist
NO damn therapist
Had ever said a therapy session with Zara was 'good' .
     The word 'therapy' ,'zara' and 'good' , had never been a good combo. There was always a complaint.

That child is a CURSE
Do me a favour and not put that BAGGAGE upon me
This girl needs HIGHLY PROFESSIONAL HELP

  Her favourite was Mr Phil ,a young therapists who obtained his degree at a remarkably young age, he said
"This girl needs JESUS!!"
For someone who's secretary always found solace in visiting his office, someone who's main clients are highschool girls who claim to 'need help' , he really does know what he needs but still tells other , because from her point of view he needs more than therapy,
He needs Buddha,allah, and above all he freaking needs JESUS!!.
      Her parents feel like she probably threatened the poor woman with a knife to the throat, but what can she say its complicated though.
  

       Back to this glitter ball, cause apparently that what it's looks like in here.  REGAL COSMETICS chose purple and gold (royal colours) as the main colour for decorations, to worsen the case the women present seem to have a knack for sequin.
   

     Every freaking place is glittering, and if care is not taken Zara will loose it.

  "Oh my word, is that you Zara?"
Great, now some other rich lady with that sing-song voice of hers found her.
 
    "It is you , my Giselle , ever so elegant, you've grown so much, come on let's go meet your parents"
 
      The only person who ever called her Giselle, was her dance teacher , Mrs Camille, the sole owner of Flare Dance Academy.
If only she knew how much restraint and self control it took for Zara to break free from her mother's clutches.
     
      "There they are, Zoey , it's so good to see you again" Camille says while hugging Zara's mom. "Look who I found close to the entrance" she says slightly pushing Zara towards her mother.
    
    "She probably wanted to get something" Zara doesn't miss the light glare her mother throws at her." It's been so long Camille, it's nice to see you again I hope you are enjoying the party"

     "Definitely, the champagne is classic, I think I now remember why you were called party girl back in highschool, you plan the best parties" says Mrs Camille

     "Let's just say somethings never change" Zoey Regal replies with a smile.

     "Talking of things that don't Change, Giselle has totally changed, God Zoey she looks heavenly" Camille says gesturing to Zara who has been listening to their conversation.

       " I know, pecks of having a me as a mother, but you should see zena , she looks even better, she looks forward to taking over this empire and even adding a fashion line to it, she will be soo successful, I can say that Regal cosmetics is in safe hands" Zoey Regal says with the biggest dreamiest smile ever.
   
     That is the mother Zara knows, always sweeping her under the rug, she was used to it anyways , it was nothing she hadn't faced before. 
Silently , Zara makes her way towards the buffet, if nothing is giving her solace, food should definitely do the trick.
   
     " So, I'm really famous for stuff like this but it isn't my fault , you know when you have a company to run in the future you just have to be focused and really smart, that way the dollars keep running in and I'll get to meet senoritas like yourself"