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Chapter 10: Katy the fashion journalist (Haze's POV)
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2023-06-15 19:36:51The music filled the air as the Gala shifted into full swing. The atmosphere buzzed with excitement and the energy of the guests. After the successful photo shoot with Ren, I found myself drawn towards the crowd, eager to experience the vibrant ambiance.
Katy was approaching me with a mischievous grin. "Haze, I need to interview you and Ren about his latest collection, the 'Celestial Symphony.' It's absolutely breathtaking, and everyone is dying to know more about the inspiration behind it." Ren and I knew Katy for a while, we bumps at each other almost every event Ren brought me. So it was hard to not know her and her character is usually comfortable to be with so you can say that we are friends.
I chuckled, appreciating Katy's enthusiasm. "Of course, I'd be happy to talk about Ren's incredible work. Lead the way."
We made our way to a quieter corner of the venue, where Ren was surrounded by a small group of admirers. Katy cleared her throat, signaling for attention. "Ladies and gentlemen, may I have your attention please? I have the esteemed pleasure of introducing Haze and Ren, the dynamic duo behind the mesmerizing 'Celestial Symphony' collection."
Applause filled the space as all eyes turned towards us. I glanced at Ren, his eyes twinkling with anticipation. We exchanged a knowing smile before Katy began her interview.
Katy: "Ren, your latest collection, 'Celestial Symphony,' is truly remarkable. Can you tell us about the inspiration behind it?"
Ren: "Thank you, Katy. The inspiration for 'Celestial Symphony' comes from a very personal place. Haze has been my closest friend, especially after the loss of my beloved one. She carries a presence that reminds me my beloved one, and this collection is a tribute to their shared spirit and the love they both embodied."
Katy: "That's incredibly touching. Haze, as Ren's dear friend and the muse behind this collection, how does it feel to know that your friendship have played such a significant role in inspiring these designs?"
Haze: "It's an honor, Katy. Ren and I have been through so much together, and our bond runs deep. Knowing that our friendship have influenced Ren's creativity brings a sense of warmth and purpose to my heart. 'Celestial Symphony' captures not only the beauty of the garments but also the enduring love and connection we share."
Katy: "It's evident that your friendship holds a profound significance. Can you elaborate on the creative process of bringing 'Celestial Symphony' to life?"
Ren: "Absolutely. When we embarked on this collection, I wanted to channel the essence of my beloved one. Haze has always been there for me, supporting and encouraging my creativity. Through our collaboration, we were able to make each design and creating a symphony of love and beauty."
Haze: "Ren's ability to translate emotions into his designs is truly remarkable. Through this creative journey, we sought to capture the essence of love and our friendship, weaving it into every stitch, every fabric choice. 'Celestial Symphony' stands as a testament to the enduring power of love and the beauty that can emerge from even the most challenging of circumstances."
The conversation continued, with Katy delving deeper into their creative process and the emotional significance behind 'Celestial Symphony.'
The conversation flowed effortlessly, with Katy skillfully guiding us through the interview. As we discussed the intricate details of the collection, the room seemed to be captivated by our words. I felt a surge of pride, knowing that Ren's talent was being acknowledged and appreciated by those around us.
As I mingled with the other guests, I couldn't help but notice Richard and Katy dancing together on the dance floor. It was a surprising sight, and a twinge of something unfamiliar stirred within me. I brushed it off, reminding myself that Richard was his own person, free to make connections and enjoy the evening.
Cain's invitation to dance had caught me off guard, but I knew deep down that it wouldn't have been appropriate. I politely declined, excusing myself from the bustling crowd. I made my way to the exit, feeling a mix of relief and unease.
As I settled into the plush seat of Ren's car, I let out a long sigh, the weight of the evening finally catching up with me. The city lights passed by in a blur as we drove through the streets, heading towards the sanctuary of my home.
I reached for my phone and typed a quick message to Ren, informing him of my departure. "Heading home," I sent, the simplicity of the words conveying my need for solace. I leaned back in the seat, closing my eyes, my mind still filled with the echoes of the Gala.
In the hazy realm between wakefulness and sleep, I found myself enveloped in a dream. A soft male voice whispered my name, "Haze." The voice felt achingly familiar, tugging at my heartstrings with a bittersweet longing. But as I tried to grasp the identity behind the voice, a sudden pang of sadness washed over me, clouding my thoughts.
I awoke with a start as Ren's driver announced our arrival at my apartment. Blinking away the remnants of sleep, I wiped a tear that had escaped my eye, my dream lingering in my mind. I expressed my gratitude to the driver and stepped out of the car, taking a moment to collect myself before entering my home.
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