that to be successful in writing the celebrities intrigues, you should totally be in the centre of their lives. The one whom they would tell the news first, whom they would cry about the new depression period or tell some hot scenes in their relationships. You should be their “friend”. And they totally should think about you in that way. So, Lora had the standard routine for each day (or even mostly evening) – visiting public and private parties or just someone’s home to watch some movies. She spent her morning writing articles and the day in different salons preparing for the night. (The right question to ask here is when did she sleep?).
During her regular pedicure, she was answering emails and got the notification from her boss that she should write the note about Loren. She reread it twice. She should write the disgusting things about own daughter. In fact, no one knows it is her daughter. She put so much effort to hide their relations, and Lora was whipped. If she refused this task, her boss would tell the truth about her to the whole world. Everyone would know she had wrote all stories and it would be the court life from that moment. In another way, she would destroy the life of her daughter and muddle her honour and dignity.
So, when did this girl sleep? This week she was sleeping every day, and mostly didn’t get out of bed. She just couldn’t. The deadline for her work was in two days and she didn’t eat and didn’t take a shower for three days. The thoughts were so overwhelming, that she just wanted to cut her head off to stop thinking at least for a moment. But her mind was still producing the awful pictures of her future life – punishment, mockeries, and drug through the mud – everything that she was doing with other people all her life. She knew that this moment would appear sooner or later. However, it was unexpected now, especially considering the article she should write.
Lora was at her bed for one more day, lying in the whole darkness, but something led her to open the window for air out. She did it, and freeze. The melodious background sound floods her mind. It was some sweet piano playing with the saddest notes she can even imagine. Lora sat on the floor and put her hands over her head. The more intensive was the melody, the more Lora understood that she knew this melody. She heard it at the same hard time her daughter born. And she realized. A small teardrop rolled down her cheek. She was nothing, didn’t have any food, or money to keep at least her alive. Her man dumped her. And she was broken. So she was ready to do anything, and she signed the contract. The actual deal with the devil. The music was getting more and more discordant, and so did Lora’s head. Her light teardrops became a huge crying. She couldn’t keep herself together anymore. And suddenly, the rhythm changed. The woman realized that it was the piano version of her favourite song Believer. She even got up and finally fully opened the window to add some light to the room she was sitting at. The sun hit her in the face but Lora hasn’t turned. She saw how her new neighbour played the piano and smiled. Her mind finally found the decision after long days of surviving. She would write an article about herself and her life. She would open the truth about everything how she usually does it – in the “dirty” way. How did she know no one will judge it? She is sure they will. But after reading they woulds find themselves in her words, and it would be a huge collapse.
She wrote it. And published. How stupid her boss was that he had never reread the information she sent. And the world knew the truth now, not only about Lora, but her daughter, who was actually the drug addicted, and her boss who was sleeping with a new woman each night, and all the unpublished materials she had.
But she would never know the reaction. She left everything at her house and went travelling with her new neighbour – the serial killer with excellent piano skills.
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