Novel & Cerita A More Beautiful Question

He was generous with his praise, "Ms. Thompson, you're undoubtedly the most beautiful woman I've ever seen!" Leah, who was seated nearby, chimed in, "What about me?" "Miss Phillips, you are also an absolute beauty in your own right!" Leah squinted her eyes, appearing gentle but with an inexplicable hint of darkness, as she asked, "So, between Diana and me, who's more beautiful? No 'everyone has their unique charm' answers allowed; you better answer properly!" The stylist hesitated for a moment, taken aback by the unexpected question.

Eagerly, I click on it and begin to read the message as butterflies swarm inside my stomach, and a smile spreads across my glossy lips. "Well, good morning, Myla. I hope this message finds you sooner than later because I have a question I wanted to ask you. Now, before I ask it I don't want you to feel pressured about saying yes. I know we haven't spoken too much or for long, but there's something about your cute fucking face, that I can't get out of my head. So, little one, my question is... Will you send me another picture of yourself so I can see how beautiful you are again?"

I liked her like this she was my beautiful nerd "You look beautiful,Alexis" i blurt out and she stops Talking and starts blushinf like crazy,all the attempts to hide it failed "Um....thanks" she replied tugging an invisible strand of hair behind her ear What an amazing sight i just saw "Do you have a boyfriend?" I ask "No" "Do you like anyone?" "Well yeah i do" "Oh..."

I answered. “Who is more beautiful between Maggie and I?” Annie asked curiously. I sighed now. Why in the world was she putting me in a pickle? I was aware that most women didn’t like the truth. They just loved to hear what they wished. However, I was going to be honest. “Both of you are very beautiful,” I answered dryly, hoping it would put an end to her questions. However, that only strengthened her resolve. “Are you saying that because she is more beautiful than I am? Is it that you don’t wish to hurt my feelings?” Annie began to ask. I could tell she was in dire need of validation.

— Then it's done, she will go, I don't want to either, but she wants to. Gabriel said. Alicia saw Gabriel's hand and took it. He looked uncomfortable, but he didn't push it away. He stared at Alicia and they kept that gaze without either of them saying anything. Later, Gabriel took his hand away, turned back. Alicia saw where he had turned. He saw a really beautiful woman. Dark hair reached her shoulders; beautiful, spectacular makeup, she was coming towards them. —Love, are you done? The woman asked. Alicia raised her gaze to that woman; she challenged her with her gaze. Alicia was intimidated and lowered her gaze immediately.

"Wow, that's amazing! I can tell you're a talented person. You must make a lot of money from writing, right?" Every man liked being admired, especially by beautiful women. Being straightforward by nature, I responded honestly, "It's alright. I've earned a few million, enough to retire on. I've put down the pen now." Her eyes widened in shock at my words. She blurted out, "Let's exchange numbers, sir! That way, you can ask me if you have any questions about the supplements." I was momentarily at a loss as this was the first time a beautiful woman had ever asked for my number.

I complimented and she smiled more at my words. “I don’t know why I get that a lot. Do you think I am beautiful?” She asked and I laughed at her words. “Are you seriously asking me that question?” I returned a question to her and she nodded. “You are the most beautiful girl I have seen, your beauty is a rare one and trust me, I am not bluffing.” I told her with all seriousness, I couldn’t miss the scarlet red on her cheeks.

As i gave that answer her finger *mistakenly* slit my flesh going up my collar bone. "Wh-what was that for Kate?" I asked her as I sprang up, Of course it didn't really hurt me that much-it was just a scratch after all. What made me spring up was how casually she did it, Still wearing that poker face of hers. "I asked you a question, And you avoided it; so I punished you..." She said sitting up and not minding a single word. "Now, I'll ask again...do you think that I'm beautiful?" I gulped, She was indeed beautiful with her curtain of long dark blue hair that fell over her face with only one eye peeking out.

She found it more beautiful. She held that honestly. The changed light of Eden, the light that was no longer curated for her benefit but was simply what light did when it was free to do it, was more beautiful than the previous version had been. Not more pleasant, not more comfortable. More real, and therefore more beautiful, because she had learned during the week of her awakening that real was always more beautiful than perfect even when real was harder. The birds fell silent. The streams stopped their prescribed melodies.

"Well, if you say it in such a way, then I do agree that one can never get bored with beauty in any way." Then she asks the question that seems to be quite clear as my own eyes are taking the scenery in with a longing and there is the obvious expression of memories that are playing over in my mind. "Are you from here?" "Yes, my beloved, but that is times that I do not wish to mention." "Maybe one day?" "Maybe one day?" With that night soon approaches, and like young fools in love, we find one of the many spots where we can marvel at the sparkling night sky. But this time, it shall be me what has a question; I need to know more than anything else.