Floriography: Red Roses

Chapter 10

“Naka Modern Kimono Collection just finished presenting yesterday afternoon at Nishijin Textile Center Kyoto and unlike usual, Gracy Manson's twin sister, Tracy Manson came to present the best work of the collection.”

Tracy patted her eel, and sighed. She watched a video of herself walking on the runway, wearing an Ocean Tears dress.

“I look like Grace.” Trace whispered a little, then snorted. He went back down to finish

his article.

”Tracy Manson is not Gracy Manson, although both are identical twins and have almost the same posture. I myself am a perfectionist and specific—“ Tracy glanced back at the flat TV attached to the wall, right in front of the bed she was sitting on. Tracy took the remote and turned off the television, then looked back at her laptop.

Tracy sighed, her fingers unwilling to move.

“Why should they take care of the lives of others? Violetta doesn't need to make it clear that Gracy and I are two different people even though we're twins?” Tracy whispers to herself. He closed his laptop and sighed again.

The weather outside was clear, he stared at the large window on the right side of the hotel room and he was immediately greeted by a view of Kyoto. Tracy nodded, she had to leave the hotel, otherwise the article would not have been finished.

Tracy quickly tidied up her laptop, and put on a white turtle-neck along with a red long-coat and buttoned it down. He walked out of the hotel and traced the shop that stood in his hotel line.

After a few minutes, Tracy chose a coffee shop that also sold shaved ice and other sweet foods to be the place to stop and work on the article.

Her fingers began to dance again, the aroma of delicious and distinctive coffee made Tracy feel comfortable and like back at home.

“Yes, I'm still trying, Jasper. I'll stay in Kyoto for a while, let me rethink my plan.”

Tracy lifted her head, someone speaking English on the phone, walked into the store, and Tracy raised her eyebrows. Jasper's? He looked back down at the laptop, but put his ear to watch the man talk.

“Yes, I heard Violetta also just finished doing a presentation huh? I have to apologize to him, I did not come when I was in Kyoto too.”

Tracy glanced back at the man, trying to recognize him. The man was tall, not as tall as the models in general, but taller than himself. Her hair was reddish brown, and her facial lines were sharp. He recognizes Violetta and Jasper, but if this guy's a model Tracy should know who he is.

“Oh aired? I'm outside my hotel, I can't set TV.” The man looked around the shop,

and glanced at the TV at the end of the store and asked the staff in front of him to turn on his TV and put up a fashion channel.

Tracy's heart was pounding hard, as she stared at the TV as it turned on, closing her laptop slowly, preparing to escape.

“Next way, Asia’s Next Top Model. Don't forget to watch it now!”

Tracy sighed, it seemed that the coverage was over. He opened his laptop again.

“Ah, looks like the show is over. Let me check the internet. Other media must also broadcast the coverage, at least the conference. I want to see Violetta's work in this collection, it must be fun.”

The man brought his coffee and sat down on the chair across from Tracy, turning his back to her.

Tracy braced herself to raise her head and look more clearly at the man. He was pretty sure he didn't know this guy, but he was in his social sphere, so sooner or later this guy would get to know him. Well, this guy knows him, but Tracy doesn't.

“The designs have reached my e-mail. I'll call some of my model friends who I think are suitable to wear the dress. But ah... that one dress, that last peach color bohemian dress, would really be nice if it was worn by Gracy Manson.”

Tracy glares. This guy's watching Gracy Manson. Even if she doesn't know who Tracy is, Tracy's face is too dangerous to be in the same store as this guy.

Tracy closed her laptop, and tidied up her things. Carefully he slipped out of the shop. The bell ringing the shop door surprised him and he glanced at the man, but he seemed still excited by his talk on the phone and did not pay attention to Tracy.

Tracy walked out, and closed the glass door behind her, and tried to walk away from the store as casual as possible. He continued walking through several shops before he finally breathed a sigh of relief. He looked back to make sure the man was not following him.

“Grace Manson?!”

Tracy gasped, and the first thing her instincts did was to run as fast as possible leaving the man.

“Hey! Miss Manson, I'm Louis Troya, from In the Moment Photography.” The man said while still running, Tracy continued to ignore him and ran as fast as possible, avoiding the current of people walking in directions with him.

“I've made an appointment with your manager, if you'd like a moment please, I represent Jasper Kendrick and represent J&K who will issue a collection of spring dresses, we need your services!” Louis kept screaming while chasing Tracy.

“A-I'm not Gracy Manson!”

Tracy heard Louis's little laugh behind her.

“I'm not a freak, I promise, I'm a big fan of yours I'll recognize you wherever you are.”

Louis grabs Tracy's hand and Tracy stops and turns to Louis. He looked at Louis in annoyance.

“If you're a big fan of Grace, you know I'm not her.” Tracy said while panting. His legs hurt now that he stopped running. Running that fast using heels is not good, now he questions why he had to run away from this person?

Louis frowned and his eyes studied every corner of Tracy's face.

“My name is Tracy Manson, I'm twin sister Grace.”

“Mustahil.” Whisper Louis.

Tracy rolled her eyeballs. “What do I have to do to believe?”

“Not, I mean I never thought ‘ twin sister’ Gracy Manson turned out to be this similar.” Whisper while still studying Trace's face.

Tracy grunting.

“You never watch TV?!” Trace raised her tone, and roughly pulled her hand from Louis' grip. Louis took one step back and then looked down.

“No, I mean—ah. What are you doing here? So it's true that you lied to Violetta when you said you didn't know where Grace was?!” Louis turned to Trace. Trace frowned and took a step back.

“Now I know why I didn't recognize you when you were close to Jasper and Violetta. You're just an amateur photographer who wants to use Grace as a social climber, right?” Trace grunting. “Never call Grace again, I'll tell her and her entire management, what's your name? Louis Troy? So that you don't.akan.pernah.meet your idol! You don't deserve to work with my sister!”

Trace clicked her tongue and turned away. He's not even apologizing! She was just one of many people who looked at Grace like a tool and didn't think she had feelings.

Trace hears Louis's rapid footsteps coming back to her, and once again takes Trace's arm to

stopped it.

“Why are you threatening me?! Right, wouldn't you hide Grace's whereabouts by saying you don't know where she is? I asked Jasper to have Violetta ask you about Grace's whereabouts and you said you didn't know, right?” Louis grunting. “But in fact you're in Kyoto now, what a coincidence! Grace is also rumored to be in Japan and is planning to take photos in Kyoto beforehand.”

Trace hissed, and once again pulled his hand from Louis' grip.

“Listen yes, one, don't touch me carelessly, I don't even know who you are. Two, the reason I'm in Kyoto isn't because of Grace, so what? I don't feel any obligation to tell you. Three—“ Trace drew closer to Louis and pointed at his chest. “Don't.disturb.aku.”

He quickly walked back to his hotel. More upset this time.

“I thought going to Kyoto was the right decision, but why does this one decision bring so many silly problems?” Tracy patted her head and shook her head as she accelerated.

This time Louis did not follow him, but the resentment in Trace's heart did not go away that quickly.