Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)

The music slowed down. Unlike the enchanting and sexy snake, now, mermaid in white sat on a rock at the sea while combing her hair. Her elegant movements were like a girl's beautiful dream, no longer wild. She acted a little shy. The two different dance styles blended with each other perfectly, which made the audience's heart thump hard.

After a while, the scene changed, and the mermaid began to dance in the air. In an instant, it set off the climax. "Miss Swift, Miss Swift!" It caught Frederick's attention. He had not yet cback to his senses even as the music gradually cto an end, accompanied by the curtains curling up. As the music fell at the last note, the surrounding lights were lit up row by row. Looking up, he saw a woman wearing a black tight-fitting shirt and a hat, sitting in a sexy and elegant pose to mark the ending.

When his eyes fell on the woman's face, he abruptly stood up. The wine glass next to him was knocked off the table. "Alicia?" On the stage, she scanned through the audience by instinct. When she looked at the crowd, she caught sight of a tall figure standing under the light. As their eyes met, she staggered a little, and her mind suddenly went blank.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye. Retracting her gaze, she turned around and ran backstage in a hurry. Once Frederick cback to his senses, he got out of his seat and chased after her. After getting off the stage, she ran all the way. Since she was not far away, Frederick took big strides. When they were close, each on either side of a corridor, he locked her in his sight. "Is that you, Ally?" Her heart trembled, but she quickened her pace.

"Wait!" As he sped up, he shouted again, "Miss Swift?" However, when he turned out of the aisle, there was no sign of the woman. The last he remembered was the familiar back of the woman and something different... She had short brown shoulder-length hair when she took off her hat.

As he rushed through the corridor, he was stopped by several security guards. "Sir, there is work in progress further up. You can't barge in." He grabbed the man's shirt and shouted, "Where is Miss Swift? I want to see her! What's Miss Swift's real name? Is it Alicia?" "Sir, did you drink too much? Miss Swift's real nis Misty. Please stop this act. Miss Swift is the boss' woman, not a dancer who escorts the guests. Even if we let you through, I'm afraid you won't be able to see her." The man's words were like a basin of cold water over Frederick's face. He felt a little confused and slowly loosened the hand grasping the man's shirt.

Did he drink too much and was mistaken? He rubbed his eyes. Was it because of his wedding? Did he miss her too much? Was that why he mistook every woman to be her? He turned around and left in low spirits. Through the crack of a door, a pair of eyes followed him all the way. Alicia did not dare to breathe. She covered her mouth with both hands with tears in her eyes. Only when the footsteps faded and it was completely quiet outside did she turn around and lean against the wall. She knelt down.

Did he still miss her? Alicia, who had just calmed down, was shaken again. She raised her head and pinched her leg hard. With a sarcastic bitter smile, she muttered.

"You're being childish again! Missing someone is totally different from being in love with them." She assumed that he would miss any beautiful woman. Just like how he used to miss Danica, and now he missed her...

It was true that men's feelings were always so wild but short-lived, while women's were fragile and long-lasting.

Did she love him? She loved him very much! However, when she thought about it, it was not worth it.

Did she hate him? That as well, but in fact, she felt so pale and powerless. After all, when they were together, he had not been unfaithful to her, and he had also given her a wonderful life.

It could only be said that they wanted different things.

She did not doubt that if she appeared at this moment, he would want to be with her. However, she knew that their passion and love for each other was only temporary She could tell because although they parted for just a short while, he had found himself another woman.

Could she say that he was irresponsible? No.

Could she say that he was worthy of trust? No, she couldn't.

The news headlines suddenly popped up in her mind; fickle yet loyal. How accurate this title was.

As she closed her eyes, she felt as if her heart was pricked by needles. She slowly propped herself up. "The two of us aren't meant to be after all." Although it was impossible for a couple to have their happily ever after fairytale, his affection toward her was too short to be true. She could only imagine what would happen to her when she got old and sick in the future.

No matter how perfect a person was, what was the point if they were not meant to be? Just like the stunning shoes in every girl's dream, it was too uncomfortable. She could wear it for the three seconds on stage.

She forcefully swallowed back the surging emotions in her heart. At this moment, her reasoning overcher En emotions. She did not want to have anything to do with her past. These sudden palpitations, surprises

and emotions of joy and sorrow had Frederick's heart beaten into pieces. He walked out in a daze. After getting intola taxi, he felt ill. His mind was full of the woman's face, Alicia's face, dancing and looking at him... He went back to Robson Garden and laid down on the bed. This feeling was even stronger. He didn't know how he fell asleep in the end.

The next day, when Frederick woke up, it was already late in the

morning. He laid back on the bed, reeking of alcohol, still in his suit. He got up with pain pounding in his head Her qurves, that familiar face and back flashed across his mind. Finally, he remembered the different hairstyle... He shook his head hard as if he was possessed. "I'm crazy! Ally, am I really out of my mind?" In the past and now, everyone looked like her.

Was he that lovesick? If possible, he was willing to sacrifice everything in exchange for her.

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