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"On the first page of our story,
The future seemed so bright,
Then this thing turned out so evil,
I don't know why I'm still surprised"

My eyes flutter open on the Rihanna's song 'Love the way you lie' as usual. The bright rays of sun coming from the glass window and the birds chirping outside are enough for a fresh start in the morning. I look towards my vintage wall clock on the front which is showing its five past seven. I climb out of my comfy bed and fully stretch my body. It feels really good when you have a great night sleep. It leaves you all positive and hopeful for the day.

I need to go to office before nine o' clock. So I have enough time. I walk into my white tiled bathroom and do what we all do everyday first thing in the morning. I brush my teeth and don't even dare to look at my reflection. It's not good to feel negativity this early in the morning. I strip naked and stand below my shower for some nine warm bath. It helps me to wash out all the dirt and negativity out of my body and leaves only warmth and hope.

Before putting on my clothes, I look at my reflection in the mirror which is all naked. I touch my hair and the girl in the reflection is mirroring my actions. The black hairs are wet and the droplets of water are falling on the floor on the floor. I observe the chocolate brown eyes of the girl in the mirror which are glassy because of water and are vulnerable. There are no walls around her which has always built around her. I move my gaze towards her breast which she never liked because of their heaviness. Then I move my eyes on her stomach which is not at all tight. It is loose and full of fat. My gaze falls upon a dark mark on the left side of her belly above her belly button. It is looking rough and dark like scar, different from her fair skin all around it. It is in oblique position and almost 7 inches long. It looks like it cuts very deep. I observe it on her belly very carefully through the mirror. My index finger touches it carefully while the reflection of the girl is doing the same. It feels rough. Rough and fresh like her memories. Memories which feel like it happened yesterday.

When my gaze moves to her brown eyes in the reflection, there is a going on storm in them. I sigh deeply and the girl in reflection does the same. I close my eyes while my hand is feeling the rough surface of the scar. My breathing is getting heavy and grey colored eyes comes in front my eyes. They are cold, emotionless and lifeless like they are dead, never were alive. He is yelling and I am shaking. I can't hear him but I'm sacred to hell.

I open my eyes abruptly and look at my reflection in the mirror. My breathing is heavy ad I'm panting. My heart is beating erratically in my chest and the sound of my beating heart is the only sound echoing in my ears.

My eyes move towards another dark scar which is placed on my inner thigh below my private part. Both the scars are the reminders of the dark memories and the continuous nights of horrible nightmares which are engraved in my conscious. I want to forget them, want to throw them out of my conscious but can't do that even after all these years.

I close my eyes and breathe deeply to try to calm myself. I don't want to remember it at all. I don't want any negativity to creep up to me this early in the morning. I turn around and grab a white towel to dry my body. I don't give a second glance to my reflection and wrap the towel around my body. I walk into my walk-in-closet and grab a light blue color bra and matching panty and put it on. Then I move towards my hanging clothes and starts thinking what I want to wear today. I have every color in wardrobe because of my best friend and colleague Amelia. But because I don't want to highlight myself with such bright colors in the crowd I don't wear them. I prefer to wear black and white. I'm comfortable in them. It just suites my personality I guess. I never talk to anyone about me. I'm just a listener but Amelia was the one to acknowledge me and make me to talk to her and always encourages me. The clothes Amelia pick for me are hanging here fresh and new. I never touch a thing. So I move my eyes on everything in my closet and then I decide what I want to wear today. Today is the black day. Oh that sounds wrong.

I pick out my black leggings and put it. It is skin fitted but not uncomfortable like tight fitted jeans. I don't know how girls can wear them. You can't even sit in them properly. I don't know how girls can wear them. I put it on my black plane top and also pick up my white blazer of Prada with my white Gucci pumps with my white Gucci watch. I grab my Chanel handbag and place it on my bed. I stand in front of my mirror and put on winged shaped eyeliner and three layers of mascara with a nude lip balm on my lips. I put all my necessary things including my eyeliner, mascara, lip balm, my phone and some other things in my hand bag. I blow dry my hair and let them loose in natural waves and walk out of my room with my handbag.

Then I walk through a narrow hallway and observe the white painted walls of it with some family pictures of mine hanging on the walls and some paintings I bought from the streets. My whole apartment is furnished with dark color wood with a wooded floor. When I reach the stairs I move my gaze once over my whole apartment. It's beautiful but with a homey feeling and comfortable. It's my haven where I can be free and be me for a while.

I walk into my open kitchen which is located in front of the stairs. It has a marble island in the centre with some chairs around it. On the right side of it, there is a double door refrigerator with the wooden cabinets beside it. These wooden cabinets have all the supplies as I go to grocery shopping to Wal-Mart every weekend. I love food so I hate it when I am missing anything. I switch on the coffee machine to make black coffee. Some caffeine is must this early in the morning to function properly. I put two slices of brown bread in the toaster and grab two eggs to make a quick omelet. I prepare the mixture of omelet with some spice and herbs and spread it on the pan placed on the fire. Then I put my coffee in the mug and roast slices of bread on the plate with the prepared omelet.

While eating on the kitchen island, I check some of my e-mails and some other social sites like twitter and facebook etc. It is already 8:40 on my watch so I pick the plate and put it in the sink. I grab the keys of the apartment from the key holder hanging on the wall near the door and lock the apartment.

I quickly walk towards the elevator and press its button and wait for it to open. When it opens, an old couple who is also my neighbors on this floor comes out of it. I smile and greet them.

"Good Morning, Mr. and Mrs. Stoic", I say happily.

There name are surely Stoic but they both are very sweet. Jane and Robert Stoic are both in their sixties and very lovely people. They are married for almost forty years and still are deep in love. They both have white hairs and white skin. Robert has vivid green eyes but Jane has crystal blue eyes. The wrinkle lines on their faces are the proof of their love and happiness in their lives.

I wish I can find someone and have the life which they are living. But the burden of my flaws and my past which triggers the insecurities of mine are enough to stop me for doing that.

"Good Morning, Julia and please call me Jane. You know Mrs. Stoic feels too old to me and I'm young enough to feel that", Jane reply with a playful wink.

Robert kisses her cheek with a soft expression and says, "Yes dear. You are still young enough to make me fall for you every day."

Jane blushes and smiles shyly at her husband. Their eyes are enough to see how much love they still have for each other even after all these ears.

"Good Morning, beautiful", Robert says with a smile. I feel my cheeks getting red because I'm never good with compliments. I always feel like I don't deserve these compliments because I'm not good enough. I never was and I will never be. I just nod shyly and walk into the elevator and wave at them while saying goodbye. I just click the button of ground floor and wait for it to reach the ground floor patiently.

While waiting, I think about today's weather. It's quite pleasant today. Not so warm and not so cold. The September weather is always hot, dry, stick and can be uncomfortable too. It's not every day that weather in mid September is this pleasant so I guess I'm lucky today. I smile at the thought.

The sound of ding of the elevator indicates that it reaches the ground floor and the door of the elevator opens. I walk towards the lobby of our building. When I reach the front desk I see Seth seating on the front desk.

Mr. Seth Williams is the manager of our building and a good friend of mine. He is in his early thirties. He has light blonde hair but have dark eyes which are almost black and much tanned skin which is very rare here.

When he sees me walking there, he flashes me a toothy grin and says, "Good Morning, Ms. Anderson."

I reply with a teasing smile, "Good Morning, Mr. Williams and its Julia."

"It's Seth, Julia. How many times I have to tell you to not call me that?" he says with a playful glare. His smile is threatening from his lips.

Seth never likes it whenever I call him Mr. Williams as it makes him sound too old. I always laugh at this reason and he just turns his face into scowl. Chloe is the wife of Seth. She is a red head and has sea green eyes. She is very beautiful and controls Seth's childish behavior. I have met her twice and we instantly clicked. She is also a very good friend of mine and always meets me whenever she comes to the building.

They are like polar opposites but they complete each other. Seth is very childish, takes everything very light but Chloe is very mature and very responsible as compare to Seth but they both complete each other. The love they have for each other even after thirteen years of marriage is exquisite. They remind me of Jane and Robert. Their love makes me very happy. With this type of beautiful love in which the both persons have promised each other for forever, the hope for me to find the same also increases but again the harsh truth about me doesn't even let me to think of it for a second. The fear, dread, anxiety of everything are enough proof for me to never think of that.

I shake my head about these thoughts and by saying goodbye to Seth; I walk out of the building towards the bus stand which is at 2 minutes walking distance. I know I should have a car for my safety as I can afford one easily but I never feel the urge to buy one. So I always take a bus or go to office in a taxi. For me, taxi is for emergency purposes today I'm not in a hurry. It's not a usual thing because I'm a very lazy, clumsy and yes always late but I'm enough successful for my own good.

Today I'm not in a mood for a taxi so bus is my ride today. When I arrive at the bus stand, I climb on the bus which was already standing there.

After 10 minutes in the bus and I'm already standing in front window. My office is in the heart of the New York City and one of the skyscrapers of the city. I work in 'Cahill & Co.', one of the world's famous companies. I'm very proud of myself to land a job in it. It's almost two years since I have started working here.

When I enter the building, Lucy is talking to someone on the phone sitting on the front desk. I greet her with a good morning when I walk past her desk. When she hears my voice, she turns her towards me and mouth 'good morning' to me while speaking on the phone. Lucy is very beautiful according to me. A brunette with a petite figure with striking grey eyes with green specks in it and almost of my age. Every men in our office ogles at her with a dreamy sigh but they don't have a chance. Everybody knows she has a boyfriend and they are in relationship for almost five years. Too bad for them.

I walk into the elevator and hit the button of top floor. My cabin is on the same floor as that of CEO and yes, I'm that lucky.

When the elevator reaches the top floor, I walk into the hallway and greet Emily and Laura whose desks are situated outside of my cabin. Laura is my secretary and Emily is the secretary of the CEO.

Laura is a very nice lady in her late forties with dark blonde hair and hazel eyes. She is very kind and a mother figure for me. She is very lovely, sweet and always takes care of me. She always helps me whenever I'm in problem and loves me like my own mother.

Well, Emily is another case. She has black hair and grey eyes and has brown skin. I don't know what her problem is. I never said anything bad to her but she always sneers at me and glares at me whenever I walk past her and Laura's desk as their desks are beside each other. She can't say hello to me without an insult but as I am me I always forget that and greets her with a smile even she looks at me like I'm a criminal or something.

I walk into my cabin and yes, like my apartment this cabin of mine is also my haven where I can work and do anything else I want. No one can stop me. There is bid mahogany table in the center with a leather chair behind it and a big wall sized glass window with a beautiful view of Times Square. On the right side, there are three grey plush sofas with a glass coffee table in the center and on the left side; there are spaces to keep the books, magazines and newspapers. On the table, beside my laptop there is a photo of me and my mom when I was 15. I was bit of a fat then too but it is one of my favorite photos. I walk to my table and sit on my leather chair. It one of the most comfortable chairs I have ever sit on. It is very soft too. I quickly start working on a file I left here yesterday on the table as I have to submit it today. After a while, I hear my door opening and the sound of walking steps. Then a person speaks in a deep masculine voice.

"Good Morning, Julia."

So yeah, Happy New Year guys, i know im late but work it out. i was busy first with my exams and now of new year. this is present to all of u for christmas and new year. i know a bit late but im sorry for that. the video of the song 'too beautiful' is not perfectly match the situation of Julia but some of the bits of it. i love this song and its somewhat that i like to want to say to her when she thinks she is not beautiful. Tell me how was it in the comments and about the new characters and hit the like button.......

~Stela~