Authenticity

chapter 10

Authenticity

Hazel

Standing in the Atmosphere lounge, I try to appreciate the beautiful city view. The buildings, predominantly illuminated with white and blue lights, blink in a way that makes it seem like they're dancing. Dancing. Did he really say I won't be able to dance anymore? I even argued from a financial point of view. But dancing, to me, is much more than just paying the bills. Without dancing, I'll become like the view from above in the middle of a blackout. The city is there, but no one sees it; it doesn't shine anymore. I let out a sigh.

I look back and see if Jonathan, who had gone to pay the bill, has returned to pick me up. He led me to the lounge, saying the view was even more beautiful. He's a smart man and preempted so I wouldn't back out. Now my bills are paid, I own an apartment that can comfortably accommodate my mother and sister. Being innocent, I thought I'd have more negotiating power... Jonathan walks towards the lounge in my direction. An older