I hadn’t seen Danielle in so long and the opening of my art gallery is in twelve days time. I was free today and had nothing serious to do so I decided to pay her a visit and I am glad I did. I didn’t call her to let her know that I was coming and she was so happy to see me. Luckily for me, she also didn’t have plans, else my coming here and surprise would have been a waste. We were currently in her kitchen trying to make some cookies but I don’t even know what it was that came out of the oven. We were laughing so hard as we looked at whatever it was that we brought out of the oven. “Look at what you baked Hazel, you are such a disappointment” she wheezed out and I could not stop myself from bursting into laughter again. She was also trying to control her laughter as she pointed to the tray on the kitchen counter. ‘Me? You practically mixed everything. I was just here for moral support” I gasped. Danielle was literally THE spoiled child you see in Hollywood royalty movies. Being th
Danielle decided to see me off so we were both standing in front of her house as we waited for my car to come pick me up so I could go home. We spent time talking about so many things that we didn’t realize it had gotten so late until Justin called and said he was on his way to pick me up since it had gotten so late and Atticus was already home waiting for me. I was so shocked that I pulled my phone from my ears to take a good look at the time and sure enough it was quarter past eight. We were hurdled up in Danielle's room so we didn’t know it had gotten so dark outside. I scrambled from the bed in shock and began to curse at how I lost track of time while Danielle just sat there laughing at me as I hurriedly packed my shit and fixed my hair and face. “It was so good to see you. I promise I will find some time to come see you once my schedule is free and we can have a redo of today” She promised when we saw my car heading towards us. I gave her another hug “I hope it’s soon. I h
Atticus was waiting outside when we got home and he wasn’t alone. The whole house staff and security were present and they were all waiting. Well, some were just standing there while others were pacing dramatically. The car rolled to a stop at the entrance and Atticus walked briskly to the car and opened the door for me. I rolled my eyes at how dramatic they were being but it warmed my heart that they were worried for me. It reminded me of when Dad was alive and how he would worry over every little thing. Then, it used to make me so mad when he was always up in my business, telling me what I should or should not do but now that he wasn’t here, I missed him so much and his worries. Every night before I sleep, I would find myself thinking of the smallest things he did that I didn’t appreciate but now yearn for and it made me angry at myself for getting mad at him when all he wanted was to make sure I was fine. Now, I realized the true meaning behind the saying, you never truly ap
The house was bustling with activities. I was running around trying to make sure everything was in place. AXE Construction has just completed its biggest project ever. It was 57 storeys apart from the penthouse apartment skyscraper in the middle of the city and we were going to be moving into the penthouse. I loved this place and I didn’t want to move but there was no way to stop Atticus because he was very excited and proud of that place. The penthouse was very big and spacious. It was a really really spacious house and it had ten bedrooms which goes far to show how massive it was. There were four bedrooms for the staff on the lower floor of the penthouse and the remaining six on the upper floor. The master bedroom was at the end of the hallway and it was the largest bedroom in the penthouse. The bedroom was all I needed to see to know that I was definitely moving in there. Since we were on the top floor, I had an unobstructed view of the city and it was the most magnificent sight.
The party was in full swing downstairs but I was still upstairs at our new penthouse because of nerves. I may have been exaggerating when I said full swing since the party was just starting but it started a few minutes ago and the guests were already arriving. Lily told me Atticus was already downstairs. It seemed he arrived a few minutes ago but was stuck downstairs talking to a few guests he couldn’t escape. I was already ready but decided to hide out here and wait for him to come get me instead if he would even be able to. “I was told you don’t want to come downstairs. Is it possible for a party to happen without the host?” I jumped in surprise at the voice that suddenly came from behind me. I looked into the mirror to see Atticus stroll into our oversized walk-in closet that could pass for another master bedroom. “Everything here is so big.” I gestured to the large space around us to ignore his questions but I knew he had caught on already “We could practically fit another
It’s been three weeks since we moved in here and I was well adjusted to the environment. I had such good luck since my neighbours were such nice and warm people and not the snobbish type I was expecting. I even made some friends with the women on the floor below ours. Jennifer, Sandy and Ria were such amazing women and I enjoyed spending so much time with them even though they were significantly older than I was but that didn’t matter to them so I didn’t let it bother me one bit. I was setting up the balcony because I had a lunch date with them to thank them for helping me out yesterday during the opening of my gallery. After such a hectic time, I finally got the courage to go back and complete it and we finally opened yesterday thanks to their help and Danielle. I had not been spending much time with Danielle since she was currently out of the country so I was spending my time with them instead. Atticus made sure I wouldn’t stay cooped up in my new studio at home and always c
Sometimes I felt like the gallery was a little bit large since my paintings were spaced out but at the same time, I loved it like that because it gave each person an opportunity to relate to my painting in a private setting since the next person would be a few feet down. At the opening, a reporter asked me why I named the gallery Hazel’s eyes and said it was an unusual name to give a gallery. I told him it was named that because the public would be seeing the world from my eyes, I was giving them a view of the world from my perspective hence the name. When I arrived this morning, the place was filled like it had been for the past ten days that it’s been open and I just wanted to cry in relief because not only were we crowded with visitors, but the online ratings were insane. My gallery was always in the news and trending on social media so we even had visitors from outside the country and it made me feel like I did something good. I had offers asking to sell some of my art pieces
Contrary to what I thought would have happened since I was scared, I was surprised to see that I was able to go through the day’s activities that I had originally planned out for the day. I went through my meetings, completed the drawing and even put it up like we originally intended to and now it was seven pm and time to go home. I was well aware of James' eyes on me throughout the day. His eyes prodded me everywhere I went and I knew that if I had not given him the order not to mention anything to anyone, Justin would have had this place on lockdown. I knew that I was going to be in so much trouble when I finally decided to tell Justin about the letter. He was going to be so mad that I didn’t tell him the moment I got the letter and I was definitely going to get the talk on how I had caused a great setback in the supposed investigation that would have happened if I had said anything earlier. They would not ask me how I was processing what had been written because they wouldn’t u