Chapter 5
The Exiled Ice PrincessJessica’s POV
Smile. Pose. Wave. Click-click as the cameras snapped at me. This felt good. One good month is enough for a hiatus. All my activities, photo shoots,
commercials were halted so I somehow grow accustomed to living a normal person’s life for that short period of time. Just inside the house: crying on the
first week, smiling on the second week. Cooking and playing with Krystal for the rest of the month. I enjoyed it. Moreover, not contacting them never
seemed to worry me. I’m gonna get used to this. Hopefully....no, definitely.
Camera flashing as I was doing a fan signing event for my fashion label. Oh how good it felt with all the greeting, smiling, and even the chitchats with
my fans. They even wished me good luck and said reassuringly that they will support me no matter what. It made me burst into tears when the fans said
that they wanted me to be happy. They comforted me with those words. And in return, I thanked them and promised them that I will surely do my best for
the rest of my career, both in the entertainment and fashion industries. You just wait my dear fans, I’ll comeback soon.
Headlines on the news tackles about me. Hmm I wonder what they are feeling right now. Those girls. Those conniving, backstabbing and never
loyal girls.
Since I am still under the same company, meeting with them accidentally at the company building will surely happen. And at this
point, I think I’m ready. I praised myself. Let the show begin.
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Sunny’s POV
Yoona and I decided to meet up and practice at the dance studio located inside the company building. It was a Saturday morning. Everything seems
fine plus the weather is good. With my practice shorts, white Tee and rubber shoes, I headed straight to the building and met Yoona at the entrance.
“Hey, looking fine huh!” She greeted me with her now-regained cheeriness. For awhile, all of us were really down and sad for what happened to
our dear Jessica. And 3 weeks is kinda enough to muster up all our courage and move on. Not necessarily forgetting the existence of Jessica
but just accepting the fact that she’s no longer one of us. “Nah, you look more fine than I am.” I teased her back.
At the lobby of the building, there, I saw her. Yoona and I saw her. She seemed fine, though clearly she lost some weight. She was walking toward us
with all her glamour. A fashionista indeed. She was wearing a white cottony one-piece dress with a matching classy belt that made the dress look as though
it is composed of 2 pieces. Ahh just her style. I looked at Yoona who was gaping like a goldfish while staring at the incoming Jessica. I nudged her
and gave her a piece of advise, “Stop gaping. Smile widely. Just be yourself just like the good old days.” She blinked at me and as if the buffering
finished, said ohh and smiled widely. I, on the other hand, seemed to digest what I said earlier longer than Yoona. I am really glad that I saw Sica again
after a long while. I smiled and somehow hopeful that it reached my eyes. We waited for her to reach our spot. “Hiiii Jessicaaaa. I missed you. We are
so happy to see you!” Yoona’s hesitation earlier was replaced now with her gleeful aura. “Hi Sica. I’m really glad to see you.” my smile never hinting to
ever fall down.
Jessica stopped. As if annoyed by our joyful and loud outbursts, she stared at us. Scratch stared, more like glared at us. The smiles we offered to her
faltered immediately. Yoona first, she scanned her from head to toe, then me next. We felt so little and as if from nowhere, guilt sprawled its identity in
front of us and ceremoniously consumed us. We are so ashamed of ourselves, and this made us look anywhere but her. And then she left. Walked with
all the grace she have acquired and head held high. Does it still hurt Sica? I’m really sorry.
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