Meant To Be Drama Mga Nobela at Kwento

I asked pointing towards the stage which was covered with curtains. "See it yourself." She said and told Dad to open the curtains. Dad gestured to someone and then slowly the curtains started to move. Once the stage was uncovered, I saw a screen displaying two intertwined rings and My as well as Aarohi's name above the screen. Damn, That means our parents planned a surprise engagement for us. "Stop crying," Aarohi said nudging my arm. "This is all like a dream," I said as I felt more tears forming in my eyes.

“Because the past is going to be strutting down the runway in front of a crowd of photographers. So suck it up, boss. I’ll see you at the party.” Great! I was so screwed.

I couldn't help but glance at him every now and then, but he was so absorbed in whatever was happening on the screen, he barely even seemed to notice me. After about half an hour, I could only go to know of it's title *Margin Call*, it was so dry and unengaging, I could barely keep my eyes open. It was all about business—stock market crashes, corporate drama. No romance, no excitement, not even a catchy song. Honestly, I was regretting my decision to join him up here, but there was no turning back now. For my mission being around him is very important. I turned my head to the side and studied him for a moment, his sharp features illuminated by the glow of the TV. He was so still, so focused

I slowly shimmied off stage while my opener chant the dancers name while they dance away. Laura , I barely said out loud, it was not even a whisper. I feel weak and dizzy, I see gray dots and my vision is going black . Laura had EMTs already on stand by and they check me out. They are asking me questions and Im so confused. I push them away and I said i have to finish the show. I go to the green room and I change outfits .I tell