R A Y V I N
I stepped out of the shower and dried up myself, and I was suddenly seized by unexpected anxiety. I was about to meet so many people at once. The exposure, the press, and the pressure. Phew. But who wouldn't get cold feet? Since I was going to take a huge step. It is either I move forward or I change my mind and stay back, not starting this process. Apart from the party, I was going to attend, I thought about James. What he has been through. I thought of his scars, the permanent reminder he sustained physically and the mental uproar he must bear. I was ready and patiently waiting for him to open up to himself and probably to me. I will let him guide my step one at a time.
Staring at my reflection, I smiled at the memory of his words, my heart drumming once more, and my face b
