A Ture and Beautiful Smile
An auditorium filled with the elite class people of the world. The girls, who are defined as the beautiful creatures alive, were walking around the ramp. A stranger would say a picture of the people who ran this world.
That was not true. I was alone, looking over to my shoes as her memories like a cold embrace were leaving me with any hope left for us. And one of the girls in this room soon would be mine….very soon.
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“What are we waiting for, for mom, and why even you booked the whole restaurant?” I asked mom while frowning.
When we both are sitting alone in a restaurant built on the top of a thirty storey hotel, the city seems to be at your feet from this high.
“Why are you being so impatient, someone is joining us?” She replied, glaring at me.
“I know...I know….Collins...” I murmured, with a sigh searching for my phone in my suit’s pocket.
“I'll be coming in one minute…. I need to talk to Noah,” I said, while getting up from my chair.