Bianca's heart raced as she made her way to their usual meeting spot in the school garden the next morning. She clutched the strap of her bag tightly, her mind swirling with a mixture of excitement and fear. Today was the day she would tell Damion about her decision to pursue her modeling career overseas. As she approached the garden, the scent of blooming flowers filled the air, mingling with the soft murmur of the wind rustling through the leaves. She spotted Damion sitting on an old wooden bench beneath the shade of a giant oak tree, his eyes fixed on the ground as he absentmindedly twirled a blade of grass between his fingers.Taking a deep breath, Bianca walked over to him, her footsteps echoing softly on the gravel path. Damion looked up at the sound, his eyes lighting up with a mixture of love and happiness as he saw her approaching."Bianca," he said, rising to his feet and pulling her into a warm embrace. "I've missed you, and I’m sorry for how we ended things last night."B
The morning sun streamed through the window of Damion's room, casting a warm glow over his cluttered desk and rumpled sheets. But despite the brightness of the day outside, Damion felt a heavy weight pressing down on his chest as he dragged himself out of bed.Bianca should be getting to Paris now, he thought as he sighed.His heart felt heavy with sorrow as he went through the motions of getting ready for his lecture. Every step felt like a struggle, every breath an effort to push back the overwhelming feeling of sadness that threatened to consume him.As he made his way across campus, Damion couldn't shake the feeling of hopelessness that squeezed his heart of all happiness. Thoughts of Bianca filled his mind, her laughter echoing in his ears as he remembered their conversations and most especially, their shared moments.Although he knew that Bianca's decision to pursue her modeling career overseas was the right one, that didn't make it any easier to accept.Lost in his thoughts, Da
Bianca's heart fluttered with anticipation as she reached for her phone, the soft chime of a new message drawing her attention away from the bustling streets of Paris. With a quick swipe, she unlocked the screen and saw that she had received a text from an unknown number.She eagerly tapped on the notification, her heart racing with excitement as she hoped it was Damion. She had forgotten to ask for his number and she had been hoping he would text her since the day before. As she read it, her heart swelled with emotions. He had finally messaged her and the message was like a glimmer of hope, assuring her that he had not forgotten her and he was supportive of her decision.Tears welled up in Bianca's eyes as she read the message. Despite the miles that separated them, his love felt close, wrapping around her like a warm embrace that chased away the loneliness of being in a new city.With a shaky breath, Bianca composed a reply to him as well, telling her about Paris, how lovely and co
The air was thick with tension as Damion made his way through the crowded corridors of the school, his footsteps echoing off the walls in a hollow rhythm. It was the end of another long day of lectures and studying, and all he wanted was to escape the suffocating confines of the school grounds and retreat to the safety of his dorm room.But as he rounded the corner and stepped out into the fading light of the evening, Damion's heart sank at the sight that greeted him. There, blocking his path, stood Wes and his gang of thugs he called friends, their faces twisted into cruel sneers as they advanced on him like a pack of wolves closing in on their prey.Damion's blood ran cold as he recognized the familiar faces of his former bullies, the memories of past torment flooding back with painful clarity. For months now, he had endured their taunts and beatings, their relentless harassment was like a constant shadow looming over him like a dark cloud.But today was different. Today, Damion was
Meanwhile, Bianca was settling into her new life in Paris, her days filled with castings, photo shoots, and fittings as she pursued her dreams of becoming a successful model. With each passing day, she felt herself growing more confident and assured, her natural grace and beauty capturing the attention of everyone around her.But amidst the excitement of her budding career, Bianca couldn't shake the nagging feeling of loneliness that gnawed at her heart. Despite the bustling streets and the vibrant energy of the city, she missed the familiar comforts of home, the warmth of Damion's embrace, and the sound of his laughter echoing in her ears.Late one evening, as she retired to her apartment after a long day at the agency, Bianca felt the weight of her solitude pressing down on her like a heavy burden. She sank into the plush sofa, her thoughts drifting back to Damion and the love they shared, a bittersweet ache tugging at her heart.With a sigh, Bianca reached for her phone, her finger
Bianca had even been shocked allover when she noticed Damion standing within the crowd while she was going through the catwalk passageways.He even failed to inform her about his plans, he only told her to be brave.She felt good about her decision to spread her wings and rent an apartment in Italy as she knew he won’t miss the New York late night parties for her.“You didn't have to come especially so far,” Bianca said to him, but deep down she was just the happiest."I've given you time till I come over," he added plaintively dismissing the first session as over and came to spend with her. "Ike Damion was desperate to see her."Bianca determined that she would maximize what she learn there because she knew interlineally that she would be back to medical school after two weeks.It seemed that their whole lives lay ahead of them on the horizon as they prepared to hop on a one-way train to the city of love with common dreams of falling in love. As the time went by they fell prey to the
Bianca's life had changed in ways she could never have thought in the four years since her first modeling job and her quick trip to Paris with Damion. She was the best model in the world, and her picture was on magazine covers and ads all over the country.But even though she was very successful now, Bianca was having a hard time with the weight of her fame. She was followed everywhere by adoring fans and eager reporters. Their steady presence made her realize how much attention she was under every day.Steve was one of these fans. He had loved Bianca ever since he saw her on the cover of a magazine. He had been going to her shows and events for years, and his eyes were always on her, filled with a mix of respect and desire.Even though Steve kept trying to get her attention, Bianca had always made it clear that she wasn't interested. No amount of fame or love could change the fact that her heart belonged to Damion. Steve didn't give up, though, and his feelings for her grew stronger
The sun cast warm rays over the peaceful suburban neighborhood as Bianca made her way towards Damion's house, a sense of joy bubbling within her chest. Today was a special occasion—Damion's exit from medical school.And as the valedictorian of the year, Damion had won the love and respect of everyone around him.As Bianca reached Damion's house, she couldn't help but feel a feeling of joy grow within her. She had watched him work hard over the past eight years, his loyalty and determination never changing as he followed his dream of becoming a doctor. And now, as he stood on the brink of achieving that dream, Bianca couldn't wait to enjoy his success with him.Entering the house, Bianca found Damion in his room, a pile of graduation robes and caps spread out on his bed. He looked up as she entered, a tired but victorious smile on his face."Baby," he greeted her, his voice tinged with joy. "I'm so glad you're here."Bianca returned his smile, her heart swelling with pride at the sight