Act 4 Scene 2 Twelfth Night Novels & Stories

Dimitri The lights dimmed, indicating the beginning of the play. " Quiet, it's starting," I whispered, kissing her temple. " One summer night, in a forest, four young lovers meet and miss each other: Lisandro loves Hermia who loves Lisandro and is loved by Demetrius, who is loved by Helena " The gentleman who welcomed us started walking among the tables and seats scattered around the hall declaring loudly and clearly. Soon afterwards a couple came on the scene, a young woman and a gentleman.

No answer. "They're waiting for us," Vespera said, pointing toward the drawing room. "I know this play. Act 2, Scene 1: The Victimhood." She led the way, her stride confident, her heart a block of ice. They entered the main drawing room. It was a tableau straight out of a soap opera. Mrs. Thorne sat on the velvet chaise, clutching a handkerchief to her chest, looking pale and fragile. Lysander stood by the fireplace, nursing a drink, looking brooding and wronged.

Amanda said as she entered the theater, walking towards the stage. "Our dear Miranda finally found her way thirty five minutes earlier than everyone here," Mr. Quinn said sarcastically. "I'm sorry Mr. Quinn, I had a little holdup." Amanda said apologetically "Yeah right." Mr. Quinn shifted his attention from her and yelled "Prospero!Caliban! Go over your lines again. Act one scene two." "Hold-up huh?" "Hey Bridget, I didn't see you there." "What kept you? And you missed the Ariel song. I know you have a predilection for music, you would have love this one." Bridget said leading her backstage

“I have not yet heard a hundred words From that tongue’s speech, yet I recognize the sound. Are you not Romeo, and a Montague?” Their eyes locked in a silent exchange, the unspoken tension between them palpable as they grappled with the forbidden nature of their love. And as the scene drew to a close, with Romeo and Juliet professing their undying devotion amidst the backdrop of a starlit balcony, the audience erupted into applause, unaware of the storm brewing in the hearts of the mafia lords in their midst.

ROSALINE I was in the living room reading a novel when I heard the front door open and I saw Vincenzo walk in with Bianca behind him. "Hi," I waved at Vincenzo. He gave me a warm smile, "It's good to see you're in good condition, Rose." "Thank you," I smiled and yelped in surprise when Bianca engulfed me in a bone crushing hug. "Please endure her, she has had a lot of sugar today. I'll see you ladies later," he chuckled and walked into the hallway.