Twisted Plot

CHAPTER 3

'I encourage you to remember that you are, indeed, as the stars. You glow with the same intensity. The answers that you seek outside of yourself may very well be found within the cosmic intelligence inside you. Go ahead; show the world what you are made of! Sparkle, shine, light theway, and brightly blaze as you are meant to do.'

She couldn't believe it, was this it? She kept on wondering "has the maker finally answered my prayers? Could this be my big break? Am I going to be the next big thing after this?...earth to Harmony girl relax and enjoy the ride"

She just couldn't believe it, she was just dazed in cloud nine after the call from the art gallery. To think of her artwork being showcased in an exhibition. Being delusional as she always was, she day dreamt of her bumping into Ramiel at that exhibition, the other thought told her that he would never bat an eyelash at her if he was to attend. Brushing such evil thoughts from her mind, she spent the rest of the day preparing and rehearsing her artistic statement.

She remembered her family and couldn't wait to surprise them with the news, she wondered how her mom would start dancing and singing as if she has been declared as the best artist to ever exist. She didn't want to imagine that frown that would be plastered on her father's face, he despised the idea of her venturing into art. With Reilly's situation which was still unresolved, Harmony decided to put her news on hold with the fear that their father would cancel on the meeting with the principal.........

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Ramiel pulled up to his sister's house, getting out of his car and walking up to the front door. He rang the bell, and his sister answered with a warm smile.

"Hey, bro! What brings you here?" she asked, stepping aside to let him in.

He walked in and sat down on the couch. "I need a favor," he said, getting straight to the point after all he was a straightforward kind of guy.

His sister raised an eyebrow. "What is it?"

"There's an art exhibition at a local gallery, and I was supposed to attend. But I have a conflicting meeting. I was wondering if you could go instead of me," he explained.

His sister shook her head. "I'm sorry, Rams. I have a prior commitment i have to visit the kids at their boarding school. Besides, don't you think you're too busy to be sending someone else to do your charity work?"

He chuckled. "It's not charity work, exactly. And I'm not trying to pawn off my responsibilities. I just think you'd enjoy the exhibition."

His sister smiled. "I appreciate the thought, but I really can't make it. Maybe next time?"

Ramiel nodded, understanding. "Yeah, maybe next time."

Since he did what he had came for he saw it fit to excuse himself and go home to rest.As he left his sister's house, Ramiel couldn't help but wonder why the sudden loss of interest in art which was part of his world. Just where was he going to get a replacement to go on his stead should he beg one of his brothers? Even he himself knew that asking a favour from those two doesn't come at a cheap price.He couldn't fathom the thought that his only sister had refused him.

Growing up Ramiel and Raquel were very close with an age difference of a year making Raquel the eldest, people thought they were twins especially with their close resemblance and to top it all they went at a same school since kindergarten. With this he always felt a sense of responsibility towards his sister because his father had instilled in him strong family values and a sense of unity, he remembered him saying "you are her protector Ram,wherever you two are keep your sister safe and makesure that she comes home in one piece".

Ramiel remembered lazy Sundays after mass, they would go home to play board games and having picnics at the confides of their home since they couldn't go to parks. His brothers would often get into mischief, and he'd find himself getting dragged into their antics. His sister would always chip in as she was the peacemaker of them all which gained her a title "bad cop". But despite their disagreements, the four were incredibly close.

Their parents had taught them the importance of hard work, integrity and compassion. Ramiel had taken these lessons to heart,applying them to his business ventures and philanthropic work. Even as adults, Ramiels bond with his siblings remained strong. They'd often meet for family dinners, sharing stories
and laughter....

Their childhood was filled with adventure and learning. He remembered him and his brothers together with their father going on private mountain hikes,also the way he taught them the game of politics, learning the value of hard work and entrepreneurship.Summer vacations were a highlight for Ramiel and his siblings. They'd spend hours playing in the backyard, having water balloon fights, and going on family road trips which were very refreshing.

It was in those moments that they had to forget that they were the first family. Although they somehow enjoyed life to the fullest, Societal expectations always kept them grounded which led them to often gather for Sunday dinners, sharing stories and laughter around the dinner table. It's such traditions which brought them close together and creating lasting memories.
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Meanwhile Harmony was busy preparing for the art exhibition, her nerves starting to get the better of her. She took a deep breath, focusing on the artwork and the message she wanted to convey.

Harmony's art was an extension of herself, a reflection of her innermost thoughts and emotions. She poured her heart and soul into every piece, using vibrant colors and expressive brushstrokes to convey her message.For Harmony, art was a form of self-expression, a way to communicate her experiences, hopes, and dreams. She believed that art had the power to inspire, to heal, and to bring people together.Her artwork was a window to her soul, offering a glimpse into her inner world. She hoped that her art would resonate with others, sparking meaningful conversations and connections.

Harmony believed that art had the power to transcend boundaries, to bridge cultures, and to foster understanding. She saw art as a universal language, capable of speaking to people from all walks of life.Her view of art was deeply rooted in her passion for creativity and self-expression. She saw art as a way to explore and understand herself as well as connecting with others on a deeper level whilst inspiring others around her. So this piece wasn't for recognition but conveying a message to someone.

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The day of the exhibition arrived, and Harmony's artwork was showcased alongside other talented artists. She anxiously awaited the reactions of the attendees...........

Woah this is the longest chapter I've written so far. And I hope you are enjoying .
I wanted to write the exhibition scene in this chapter but I saw that it won't make sense so chapter 4 its the exhibition day and get ready for drama and i guess this is where our story actually starts to get interesting..

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