The Concert
The night came for Celine’s awaited concert. It was held in the biggest event’s place in the city as the concert tickets were sold like hotcakes.
It was dim inside when the crowd was surprised with the soft, euphonious piano piece soothing one’s soul.
Then the candles lit up gradually. The serenity sounded like a good wave that everyone wanted to drown in.
Quiet.
Calm.
Peaceful.
That kind of music that craved one’s mind, heart, and soul.
After a while, the spotlight turned on and focused on the girl standing in front, the star of the night, Celine.
Then Celine sang one of her hits.
The audience gave her an overwhelming standing ovation every after her impressive performance.
On the other hand, Arabella had fun playing her piece but she stayed her head low all of the time. She didn’t dare to look at the crowd let alone the cameras.
Tonight, she was wearing a very simple maxi flowing dress. Her makeup was too little like nothing at all.
This isn’t her night.