Strangely attractive

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• Return where you Belong   KISS

  I was all alone now this is why I hate parties. I don't know why but always I feel lonely at parties. I am holding a campaign sipping slowly, suddenly, my mind remembers the man who made me crazy before a few minutes. Again my heart is pounding. I swear I gonna faint any minute in this state. My foot to getting hurt because of these damn heels.There came a voice from the podium, the host announced that the party begins with dance. All lights were dim, a romantic melody playing in the background. Suddenly I got the spotlight, due to the bright light my vision got blur. I don't know why I got the spotlight. Before I get used to the brightness I heard Mark's voice "Can I have your hand Stef?". I made a frown, I don't know why Mark asked me for a dance but I don't want to be rude so I gave my right hand to him.Mark kissed my knuckle, placed it on his shoulder, took my left hand in his right hand, placed his free hand on my back and we moved

• Return where you Belong   Party and HIM

  It's been a week I got discharged from the hospital. I got busy with my new project, as usual, I drown myself in work. David went to Las Vegas for a new contract. His company has expanded wide within these three years. He won the best entrepreneur award last year, he deserves it, because of the hard work he came to this place.Today is Friday night John was so excited about his boyfriend's birthday party. I swear I curse this night but what to do I already promised him so no choice left. What the most irritating thing is the makeover. I hate that. Still preparing a report for this week. John entered my cabin without a knock. I still glued my gaze on my screen. He closed my eyes, I tsked my tongue and removed his hands. Then he voiced "It's already late dear. Come let's leave don't you remember today's party?"I sighed lightly and said, "Dear is it really necessary for me to come. Send my regards to Mark. Hmm?". He sat across on the couch, cr

• Return where you Belong   Face of HIM

  I woke up with pain in my head. I rubbed my eyes to adjust my vision which is still a blur. Then I saw David resting his head in bed near my torso, holding my hand who gave me this second chance in everything in my life. My whole existence is because of him, if he didn't come to the cafe where I worked that day I don't know what I will be doing now.He is the man of all girl's dreams. He is simply hot, handsome, and most importantly a gentleman. Guess what? He is courting me. He asked me out even before my plastic surgery, I don't know why and what he sees in me, whenever I asked him he says he doesn't love me for my looks he loves me for my heart. But for me, I felt insecure, maybe inferiority would be the exact word to describe my mindset. Before my surgery, I think myself too low even though I am good at work. I never thought of being in a relationship.I never showed my face to anyone. But David is different whenever he is around me he

• Return where you Belong   Strangely attractive

  We are having breakfast in the cafe. After this, we are directly going to the head office for getting the new project details. Seriously John can't live without flakes for a day. I chuckled at my friend who happily munching his flakes.I just had some toast with fresh juice. When we were busy with our food. John's phone buzzed once he flipped to see the caller id, his eyes sparkled with stars then I confirmed it's from his boyfriend. Iwas admiring the good weather of the city today. In a while, he cleared his throat, to get my attention. I turned to him, smiled warmly, and asked "So shall we?" I motioned my hand to exit. He again cleared his throat like he is uncomfortable. I know him for three years. He is always been cheerful, active, bubbly, and chatterbox. I never saw him moody or sour. So I got worried about

• Return where you Belong   Who am I ?

  It's been three years since I am here in Paris. It's again a beautiful morning with blissful coffee. I was seeing how the sunray painting the iron tower.Still, I don't know how I end up here? Where am I from? Who am I? What's my name? I don't know anything. It's my daily routine to think about myself but no use. I can't remember anything.It's not like I was happy with my current life, I have everything I want around me but what am I searching is the one who wants me for who am I? I have many good people who love me but what's the question is whether they love me for my real me or the person who they see. What's the truth is even I don't know the real meYep, I 'v lost my memory four years ago. How? I don't know. When I recover from a coma after four months. I get to know I was admitted to the infirmary, that is a very small one. They have only one or two beds with ve