. . . Aya was walking round the party. The new faces and known faces of famous influencers were all around the venue. It was
. . . In late evening the phone rang. Aya was staring out the window, as the darkness of the room surrounded her. “Hey there
. . . The schedule afterwards consisted of Aya spending a lot of time like a personal assistant. Paperwork, the calls, the reservations, the taking
…piano music playing, keyboards reciting a lonely melody… “There’s a legend about this Cathedral…” – A ghostly voice calls out to reader. …piano melody softly
Enjoying amazing daytime in the new flower garden – that opened up nearby my place. It is quite Grande!