Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence by Ken Slaner

Amid the tumultuous sea of judgments, Ariana maintained her seat with composed detachment. Even as her marked choices drifted away into other people’s arms, she donned a smile, keeping an eagle eye on the candidates in the room.

At that juncture, two young men sauntered to the stage. They stood tall, bearing strapping physiques, but their faces were a canvas of heavy makeup, and their hair cascaded in natural curls. With a striking resemblance, it was evident they were twins.

After exchanging pleasantries with the assembly, the duo unfurled their act.

But a blanket of silence filled the atmosphere after their performance.

Their act melded song, dance, and rap, but the execution bore a lackluster aura. Both the singing and the dance were, at best, pathetic. Their performance inadvertently injected a strain of mediocrity into the otherwise elegant stage.

The online chat room transformed into a cauldron of mirth and remarks.

“Are these two jesters in disguise? The critics’ corner must be relishing this new fodder!”

to claim them. On

the room, with no talent agency eager

these brothers, a bell chimed from a

looked stunned as they turned their attention

in such a painfully embarrassing

was the consistently overlooked agency in the corner, their amusement was hardly surprising. A wave

as if to say, “So desperate, huh? Your insignificant company couldn’t find anyone, so you’ve resorted to

also joined in the derision, expecting to have a good laugh at Ariana’s expense. Even if these

competing for? Your small agency has no takers, and now you act this recklessly? Aren’t you worried about backlash from your boss? You’ll be the laughingstock

calmly responded, “That’s not a concern. I am

glances at Ariana, musing to himself that a company with no takers and contestants no one wanted seemed like a match made