"I am proud of you, Beauty. If I were in your shoes, I'd definitely be in police custody right now, charged with murder," Jessie snapped. I believed her. She's a crazy wild cat, so she will definitely do it.
"Kathy is an asshole. Don't let her words get to you. A freaky bitch-that's what she is. All she does is try to look good, and she's not even that good-looking..." Jessie added. I raised a brow and squinted at her. What a lie!
"Alright... yeah, you got me. She may be good-looking, but... she has issues. You're more beautiful than her. She's just jealous, and honestly, I feel like hitting her right in the face sometimes." Jessie clenched her fists as she said it.
I sighed.
"Well, with that body and the visuals she's got, she's perfect. Her character doesn't count."
"Nobody's perfect," Jessie said, shaking her head. "Tell her something like, 'Your tummy is so flat,' or, 'Your nose is so... ugh.'" She groaned and sighed.
"I guess you're right, Beauty. She's definitely perfect by the world's beauty standards. A perfect figure. But I still won't tolerate her rudeness toward you. You didn't create yourself, Beauty. I want you to believe in yourself. You're really a Beauty. It's not just a name-it's who you are. Please see yourself the way I see you." She smiled and hugged me.
We both pulled back from the hug, but our hands stayed locked.
"You're beginning to sound like my mother, Jessie," I teased, chuckling.
"Well, little one, you can call me Mother, as a matter of fact," she replied.
I spanked her hard on the bum.
"Ouch!!" She laughed out loud.
We both burst out laughing and hugged again.
"Thanks for being my best friend, Jessie," I whispered.
"Come on, let's go back to the office. I'm sure you've got work to do before that human worm decides to get on our nerves again." I chuckled and nodded.
We walked back to our departments.
Even though Jessie was always trying hard for me-being the good friend she was-sometimes she acts like I don't exist. And those times were my hardest.
I thought about it quietly as I got to my desk. I sat down, and sighed deeply.
After a minute of silent meditation, I pulled out the cabinet drawer, took out some folders, and placed them on the table.
As I flipped through them, I found the particular document I'd been searching for. I returned the rest of the folders and picked up the document, heading to the capture room.
I needed to submit the hard copy feedback reports from customers about the company's fashion magazines.
I stopped in the photograph department.
Mr. Bruno was there-with his assistant and some models.
I took a deep breath and walked toward Jessie.
She was standing right beside Mr. Bruno! How lucky! I am so jealous. How could she stand that close to him without freaking out?
I shook off the wild thoughts in my mind and walked toward them.
"What's the theme?" Mr. Bruno asked Kathy.
"Seduction," Kathy answered, her tone dripping with it.
Se... what? I snapped inside my head.
Kathy was the model for this theme's photoshoot. Her body goals hit differently. She was picture-perfect, and the cameras seemed to love her-like they were kissing her with every flash.
Mr. Bruno stepped back from her and turned.
Then I saw him approaching, and I clenched my fists tightly. My heart was racing.
Wait a minute!
Why is he coming over to my side?!
The music slowly faded, and the priest cleared his throat, adjusting his glasses.“Shall we begin now?” he said with a small smile.Everyone quieted.Bruno turned to Beauty, his hands gently holding hers. Their fingers locked, trembling slightly.They stared into each other’s eyes intensely, unblinking.Bruno exhaled softly; he was the first.“I’ve written these words a hundred times. Rehearsing them in my head, dreaming about this moment—yet standing here with you, none of them was enough to express how I feel.”He paused.“I don’t promise perfection. I promise presence. In laughter, in silence, in chaos… I’ll be there. I promise to be soft when you need comfort and strong when you need shelter. I promise to love you through every version of you, even the ones you haven’t met yet. My first and only love.”Tears slid down Beauty’s cheeks.He reached up, brushed them away gently with his thumb, and smiled through the heat in his own eyes.“I vow to protect your heart, to cherish your b
Years ago, she’d cried in his lap after being bullied that no boy would ever take her to prom. And he had said, “One day, I will walk you down the aisle myself. Prom is nothing compared to that.”Now, here they were.Mr. Hills felt his throat tighten, remembering that little girl.She felt his arm shake slightly under hers.But she didn’t cry. Not yet.They reached Bruno.She stopped just behind him.The music sounded louder.She reached forward with her trembling hand and tapped his shoulder.Bruno exhaled, tilted his head back with a smile, then turned.When he saw her, he froze, and everything was still.Only the artist's voice was heard.“Time stands still…Beauty is all she is…I will be brave…I will not let anything take away…What's standing in front of me...Every breath, every hour has come to this…One step closer.”He swallowed, holding his tears, then stepped forward and lifted the veil gently.As soon as their wet eyes met—“Hi, husband,”Beauty sobbed.Bruno leaned in a
A soft note rang out from the giant white piano that stood elegantly under the candle-lit pergola.It played a familiar song that the guests weren’t so sure about until Christina Perri’s voice joined in.They all cheered loudly, immediately recognizing the female artist.“It’s an honor to be here today to be part of this love, a love that will last a thousand years and more,”Christina said with a smile.Whispers spread like wildfire.“That’s Christina Perri.”“I saw Bruno Mars too… is he going to perform?”The instrumental sound grew louder and louder.And then—Beauty appeared.The audience stood up.Heads turned and phones raised.She took her first step forward, and Christina started singing.“Heartbeat fast.Colors and promises.How to be brave.How can I love when I’m afraid to fall?”Beauty followed the lyrics with her footsteps.Her gown trailed behind her like a large river of starlight.The aisle was large enough to contain her long, endless gown.Over her face, the veil floa
Location: SANTORINI, GREECEThe late evening breeze blew gloriously over the sea.Perched on a cliffside on a private island in Greece, the wedding venue glittered like a scene from a fairytale.Crystal chandeliers dangled from floral arches of ivory roses and peonies, their light refracting over gold-trimmed marble tiles.The aisle shimmered with crushed diamond dust and blush rose petals, forming a path fit only for royalty.Models, both voluptuous and slender, all dazzling in pretty custom swan princess gowns, glided in a syncing choreography across the venue like performers.Each one handed the guests sparkling drinks and attended to their needs with courtesy.Bruno stood at the front, hands clasped behind him, facing the other direction, waiting for his bride's tap on the back.He was perfectly dressed in a white suit, and his hair styled like a charming prince.His face was calm, but his posture said otherwise.Eric, standing beside him, leaned closer and whispered,“Hey, be hon
“Maybe. But I want you so bad it hurts. Just once, Jessie. Just once…please..”She whispered.Jessie backed away quickly with force this time breaking out of Kathy's arms.“I need to leave. Now. I am the older one here, I shouldn't be encouraging this nonsense.”Kathy stepped back slowly, eyes never leaving hers.“I’ll be leaving F&F this summer.”Jessie froze. Her lips parted, but no words came out at first. The silence between them thickened.“You’re leaving?” she asked in disbelief. “Is this your way of emotionally blackmailing me?”“No,” Kathy replied sadly.“You just don’t know how hard it is to be around you. Every day. Pretending I don’t feel this. That I don’t want you.”“You gotta be kidding me. That's a silly reason to leave”.Jessie said and inhaled deeply. “Kathy, you’re allowed to love whoever your heart wants. But choosing me?” She scoffed. “Bad choice. I mean, I get that I may enjoy the men-with-men thing. But women with women? That’s just… boring to me. I can't deal
“Sorry about that, Kathy,”Beauty said gently.Kathy gave a sad smile and nodded.“I guess I should go talk to her,”she murmured.Beauty sighed, not sure if it's a good idea.“I don't think she would—”“Beauty, let her go. They need to talk it out,”Shelley interjected.“Alright… good luck,”Beauty replied with a soft, supportive smile.---Kathy stepped into the bathroom. Jessie was standing in front of the mirror, adjusting her hair. The moment their eyes met, Jessie cursed inwardly and turned sharply, intending to leave.“Just a minute, please,”Kathy’s voice was low and pleading.Jessie froze, then turned back slowly, forcing a tight, awkward smile.“Hey, Kathy… good to see you too.”“I hate that I made you uncomfortable… because of my own selfish needs.”Kathy dropped her eyes, voice trembling.Oh God, don’t do this, Jessie thought, her chest tightening. Why is Kathy suddenly soft? Since when does the arrogant queen turn into a dove?“I’m sorry, Jessie. I’m so sorry.”Kathy’s vo