CARLOS
As Agatha and I walk up to the stage to claim the award, something pulls me like a magnet to look at my right.
I turn and instantly, my eyes lock at a pair of sea-green eyes at a distance. Chloe? I stop breathing for a moment.
It is Chloe, looking so beautiful like a shining star in her beige strapless gown. Her hair combed at the side, revealing the creamy expanse of her neck and shoulders. For a moment, I think I am dreaming. I have to blink several times to make sure that she is real.
She has been the product of my imaginations lately; I'm not sure anymore what's real and not.
Dammit!
Why didn't it occur to me that we would attend the same event? We could have come together.
Then I see the young man sitting beside her. My lips press together as disappointment overwhel
