SINCE I returned from California and when Clark and I got along, my chest was light. Something is shining in my life. It suddenly became colorful because of the man I love so much.
I noticed that he was very sweet and caring. These qualities I did not see much when we were teenagers.
"You know, you're so beautiful, Zairene," said my make-up artist Miss Raffy.
I just smiled at him because I was embarrassed. Many say that I look good and look like a model but I just ignore it.
I sat in front of the large mirror with the surrounding bulbs. It is very light and very painful to the eyes but I need to fix it now.
There was a knock on the door.
Sister Zaira stood up and opened it to whoever was outside.
My boyfriend looked up.
He was wearing a dark blue tuxedo. I smiled when he kiss
