Chapter 01. Part II
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We arrive at the party and I am not surprised by the luxurious villa in which it takes place. It is located a few steps from the sea, whose view is accessible to us from the property since it is high. Its architecture combines modernity and tradition. The flat garden delicately planted with Mediterranean essences sublimates the villa. This is definitely my dream home. I always dreamed of living in a place by the sea. Some dreams are only made to be dreamed, ...
« Are you ready, Warriors? » asks Shirley who returns from the stage inspection, dressed in her black masquerade ball mask.
It is composed of flowers on its side and each one of us has its own colour: For Shirley, it is blue, for Makeda, red, for Jodha, green, for Andrea, yellow, for Hinata, purple and black for me.
I chose the most banal color because I really didn’t want to be noticed, but it seems that it was for nothing. The “black warrior” has many admirers.
Our outfits also match our colors. They are composed of a skirt of dance of the belly in fabric of muslin, which is comfortable. The tassel and diamond-encrusted design make the suit more fashionable and beautiful.
The dance clothes of the belt, the training clothes for dancing, are decorated with hand-sewn rhinestones and embellished on belly dance bras and the belt that goes with it.
« Yes !!!! » We said all in a chorus.
I take a good breath and close my eyes as before each performance. I remember why I do all this. I reopen them, determined and advance to the stage.
We make our usual entrance by making movements with our hands in bachata dance.
But when I see the man sitting on a table on the side with two women and another man, my feet stop all movement.
My breathing is accelerating and I feel like nothing exists around me anymore.
This man, how can I forget him if he is anchored in me?
I didn’t want him to go away, every moment of our life together, I wanted to forget them.
I was going crazy, waiting for him was killing me.
Declan.
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