Harmony approached Ezekiel. When she passed by Catalina, she deliberately tilted her head in Catalinaâs direction as she placed her hand on Ezekielâs arm.
Ezekiel smiled when Harmony returned to his side. He stopped talking to the guest, and Harmony said, âI wanna see the scenery there.â
âSure,â said Ezekiel.
Catalinaâs plan failed, and her face contorted in rage. She glared at Harmony with hatred. / will make her suffer tonight.
They could see the whole city shrouded in the blanket of night as they stood on the balcony. Harmony took out her phone and tried to take a selfie. After all, she was a celebrity. So, it was kind of within her job description to show off her beauty to her fans. Suddenly, she was seized by a bout of desire as she asked, âMr. Weiss, can we take a wefie?â I might not get to see him again. If thatâs the case, Iâll take a picture of him to commemorate this night.
Ezekiel nodded. âOf course.â
Harmony turned on the front camera and scooted closer to Ezekiel. Ezekiel asked, âWant me to hold the phone? Iâm taller.â
Harmony agreed. If she had taken the photo, her face would have looked big due to the angle. âSure.â
Harmony smiled and gave him the phone. Then, she pressed a button so the phone would take the photo after six seconds. Ezekiel held the phone up. From his angle, the photo was taken at a suitable distance.
Harmony leaned on his chest and smiled. The smile was captured on camera. Ezekiel looked at the photo and said, âSend me a copy of the photo.â
Harmony was surprised. He wants our wefie? She nodded agreeably. âSure. Iâll give you a copy later.â
A middle-aged man came up to Ezekiel. âCan we talk, Mr. Weiss?â There was anticipation in his eyes.
Harmony pushed him. âGo. Iâll stay here and wait. I need to catch a break.â
Ezekiel nodded. âDonât run around. Wait for me.â And he left.
Harmony couldnât help but feel as though she had eaten something sweet after hearing those words. It feels like Iâm a kid who needs someone to tend to. It feels great. Warm and fuzzy. Once Ezekiel was gone, Harmony checked the photo. It was a nice one. Alas, when she took a closer look, her face went beet red. Whyâd I lean on his chest? And his armâs on the balustrade behind us. It makes it look like heâs holding me. The photo made them look like a couple. Harmonyâs face went apple red as her heart started to race.
She took a few pictures of the night scene. Catalina came bearing a glass of red wine. Harmony was the only one she knew here. She tried to say hi to the top celebrities and business owners, but they ignored her after giving her a cursory yet polite glance.
Everyone came here to know people better than them, not those who were worse off. Any no- name characters would be sidelined here. âYou used to love Reuben, so what are you doing now? Having a change of heart so fast?â
Harmony tucked her phone away and looked at Catalina. âMr. Weiss is a hundred times better than Reuben. Iâm not blind. If thereâs a better guy out there, why would I stay loyal to a jerk?â
âYouâre already dating Mr. Weiss?â Catalina was obviously getting jealous.
Harmony smiled. âMy private affairs are none of your business.â
Catalina choked on herself, utterly infuriated. She harrumphed as she said snidely, âLook in the mirror.
Youâre not a good match for him.â
âAnd thatâs still not your business,â Harmony retorted, turning back.
âPeople who try to grasp the moon will inevitably fall hard,â said Catalina.