I pointed my finger in her direction. Her back is facing us but I'm sure she's Sophia because aside from my mother, she's also wearing a purple dress tonight.
I noticed that Rian's frown grew deeper on our way towards her.
"Oh, God!"
And I looked at her confused when she gasped and covered her mouth.
"A-Are you sure.. she's your fiancée, Daniel?"
"Yes. Why?"
I asked furrowing my eyebrows. I don't know why she's acting strange all of a sudden.
But she didn't answer my question, instead, she went straight to Sophia while Alex and I followed her. When she's stood a few steps away from her, she called her with a different name that made me scrunch my whole face.
"Belle?"
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Sophia's POV:
When Andrew joined our conversation, my eyes automatically turned from where he came from and searched for his friend.
"He went outside." I glanced at him when he answered my silent question.
"I'm not asking for Daniel," I said in a defensive tone.
"Really? But your actions do. And don't worry I also wasn't referring to him." and he winked at me.
Jack was just standing in front of me waiting for my reaction, but I gave none.
"I like your dress, Sophia. You looked more beautiful." Andrew said after a while.
"Thank you, Andrew, you too."
"I also looked beautiful?" I rolled my eyes. "Just kidding."
We continued our conversation with Andrew leading the topic into music and that captured my interest. Both Jack and I were just listening to his story and corny jokes. Jack also shared his love of music but the problem is that music doesn't love him back. Well, unlike Andrew who showed us some photos of his musical instruments at home. But of course, I stayed silent and didn't tell them about my past college job.
I also played various musical instruments, but the one I most enjoyed using is my guitar. I was eleven years old when my Dad taught me to play instruments. I dropped out of dancing school when I was ten years old, that's when my Mom left us and I just focused on what Dad wanted me to do. And one day, he came home with a guitar in his hand,w and he taught me how to play and use it, and that's when I started playing them.
I really love dancing back then, but I have no choice but to stop because I wanted Dad to be happy despite my Mom's absence. I followed all the things he wanted me to do, but somehow I called it a blessing in disguise. Because I used it as my part-time job in college.
Andrew was in the middle of his storytelling about his guitar when I heard a familiar voice of a woman behind me. And the name she used to call me.
"Belle?"
I gulped as I slowly turned to see Rian standing a few steps away from me. I blinked repeatedly and my jaws dropped when I realized that it's really her.
"Rian?"
Our eyes finally met and my mouth formed an 'A' and then an 'O' shape at the same time. It's really a moment of surprise for me. We stepped closer to each other and hugged the life out of us.
"What are you doing here?" we both asked in unison.
She bit her bottom lip and I didn't miss the look she gave to Daniel who's frowning behind her.
"You know each other?" He asked the two of us.
"You know him?" I also asked, my eyes moving from her then to Daniel.
"Uhm... he's actually my brother."
"Ohh..." I said in a really shocking state.
What small world are we in? My fiancé and future husband is the brother of one of the trusted friend of mine since college. The person I shared all my secrets and stories is none other than the younger sister of the person whose last name I will be borrowing in two weeks.
All of us turned into silent. Nobody dared to speak until Daniel asked the two of us with a raised eyebrow.
"How did you two meet each other?"
With his question, Rian suddenly smiled and took my hand.
"We came from the same university. She's actually my mentor and the one who introduced me to my band." She answered him smiling--- no--- smirking.
"Mentor?" Daniel's eyebrows almost kissed each other.
"Yes, it's a long story, Dani, and don't ask me how, why and what because I know you're not interested."
She's calling him 'Dani', but that's not what caught my attention. It's her words 'you're not interested' and somehow deep inside me, I don't need to ask what she meant by that because I already know the answer.
I didn't miss how they shared a look and how Daniel glared at his sister, but Rian, the same old Rian just shrugged her shoulders and turned to the other man who was standing next to her brother.
"Hubby, she's the dance instructor I was telling you last time."
She completely ignored his brother but didn't let go of my hand.
"Really?" asked the man she called hubby. I also noticed the love and adoration on both eyes when he looked at her.
"Yes. By the way, hubby this is Belle my most beautiful mentor in singing and now in dancing. And Belle, this is Alex, my husband." She smiled as she introduced us to each other. Daniel was just watching behind her.
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