55 I can't sing

Rosella Jones

I'm back home, finally.

After staying a week in Paris doing our shoot, I'm finally back home. Being away for a week in Paris made me realize how I miss having a vacation.

I'm supposed to be home on Saturday cause it only took 3 days to finish the shoot. So I'm thinking to extend my stay in Paris, to get out of my hectic schedule. Roaming around the city, meet the locals, it's actually pretty nice. I have been to Paris twice but never got the chance to admire the beauty. All I do is work, work, and work.

But now having a chance to admire the city of love brought happiness to me. That I could finally have some alone time without any interruption.

"Miss, we're here" I shift my attention to the taxi driver and nod my head. Going out of the car, the driver helps me with my suitcase. I hand him the money and walked inside the house.

The only sound that greets me was silence.