Those deep brown eyes staring empty at the window, endlessly looking for an answer she have been searching for.
Those deep brown eyes staring at her own reflection, wondering almost doubting if she ever make a right choice for herself.
Ariella Johnson.
She wonder if she ever knew her.
(10 years ago)
A young woman, with a beautiful deep brown eyes full of wonder and dreams, a dark hair that fall perfectly above her shoulder, those pink rose lips that always tell the world of what she wanted to become and a pink pale cheeks that blush thinking of what life might have offer her.
But those reflection are not what she seen. Instead it just a girl who eyes were lost, lost in herself feeling defeated of what life had made her become. Her lips has never stop blaming herself for failure she has made. Sadly, those cheeks are now wet with tears that full with disappointment she knew well that it was too late.
It has been a week she was in that state. It has been a week since she finally give up in herself. Felling empty and unwanted, feeling like she do not deserve to live. In her head she was screaming, asking for help and wonder if help will ever come and get her.
she is in her room, siting in the middle of her bed. Crying her heart out. Alone.
(Present Day)
"Ariella Johnson" she thought to herself.
It has been 10 years since she change her name, build successful carrier, making name in fashion industry, gain herself title that she never though she could.
Ariella Johnson, well she did not change her name completely, she still keep her first name as they carried deep meaning of woman she have become. Ariella, a lion of god; her mother has name her after a character of a mermaid who happen to be seen as a goddess of underwater. And her mother herself wanted she to be goddess of her own. Though she has change it slightly.
Ariella Rose, by now that what she has called herself as, like her name, part of her has completely change into different person.
As her mind wonder through her past, a knock on the door has took her by surprise.
"Miss Rose, your car are ready" inform a man in his late 40 as he open the door.
"I'll be there in 5" smiles Ariella as she grab her thing and put it in her purse.
As the door closed, she let out a deep sigh and breath in new air as she need to be look confident to others.
Once again she look herself through the window and carve a smile knowing that those smile are only for the show. Happiness?
As she walk out, heading to ground floor at the boutique out of her office, there she notice a woman in her mid 30 standing at the bottom of stairs as she was surprised to see her friend presence.
"Hey you" said the woman with a thin smile on her lips hoping it could cheer her friend
"Hey Hannah, I though you were out" a smile flashes on Ariella lips as she hed towards the staris, making her way down.
"I was but I was worried about you so I came back" tell Hannah as they both walk out of the boutique. Earlier, Hannah has told Ariella that she will be out with her fiance after work.
Hannah observing her friend behavior as Ariella lock the front door of their boutique.
Their boutique, their fashion house, their Coeur. It has been 3 years since they build Coeur together. After they graduated they has decided to work together and build name in fashion industry. It has always been the five of them, ever since their freshman in collage. Five best friends. Hannah, Elise, Ariella, Raelynn, Tori. Heart. Coeur.
Ever since they become close, Ariella's friend quite used to her personality especially her stubbornness which she gain nickname from it, Little Stone.
"Well thank you, but I am okay Han" knowing that she has completely lie to her friend. She always hate herself for never be honest on how she really felt.
"I know you to well Ari," almost whispering hoping it could help Ariella to talk "There is something that trouble you, I can see that"
Ariella take a deep sigh as she look over Hannah hoping she would understand. It was a week ago where Ariella told her friend that she wanted to take a break. It has been 10 years since she has working so hard, never stop even for once. Ever since she left home, she swore to herself to make herself proud and never look back. However, things caught up with her, as she become successful, she missed home, she missed herself but for her there are no way back. That she though a little time to herself might push this feeling aside.
"Han, I am fine nothing trouble me or whatsoever" smile Ariella hoping Hannah would drop the topic "Plus it won't be long, I will be back before you girls even has the chance to miss me" as she chuckled and give Hannah a hug, a hug to ensure her that she will be back for sure.
"Okay fine" giving up to Ariella stubbornness "But don't come crying, regret this trip is not what you are looking for" warn Hannah playfully as she hug her friends back.
"I might actually find a nice man along the way" joke Ariella as she saw her friend rolled up her eyes.
They part ways as Ariella getting ready to go home. She get into her car, drive herself to her apartment that are not far from where she work. It only takes 20 minutes walk that sometimes she would walk herself to work especially if she need new inspiration. It has been 10 years since she stay in Paris, making herself felt like home.
As she arrived at her apartment, she park her car, went up to her place, open up the door and throw her body to the sofa. As she close her eyes, there, appear faces that she never thought that she would miss and tears begin to fall at her cheeks. She sits down trying to push that feeling away and wipe her tears. In front her, at the white marble coffee table laid a ticket and a passport ready for her little getaway. Vienna, her one way destination. She wasn't sure how long she going to stay but she make the full of it while she was there, she is hoping.
She stood up, ready to get into bed. She head towards her bathroom around the corner near her bedroom. Brushes her teeth and wash her face. Change herself into a comfy pajama and throw herself to her queen size bed. She close her eyes and fall into a deep sleep.

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RomanceShe who have almost everything she ever wanted yet struggle find happiness in life He who lost almost everything in life yet live full with joy and excitement