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@lllllola
Merry Christmas, sis.Â
I know we haven't had much time to get to know each other, but I wanted to get you a little something. Hopefully you don't already have this one.
And for Scarlett and Holden:
Merry Christmas!
With love, Alec
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Merry Christmas.
Love, Sassy.
Blank Space | Lolvain
"Hey, hey, hey. You’re safe. I’ve got you." He said, lifting her into his arms bridal style and making his way into the house. Sylvain closed the door and sat on the floor in the foyer. "Stop apologizing, cheri. You didn’t do anything wrong. I’m just glad you’re safe."
He’s hands moved over her body, making sure everything was okay. He so badly wants to ignore the blood on her face. “Look at me. Breathe. I need you to calm down. Okay. Shh, we’re okay.”
Lola looked into his eyes, her tears still falling. She was quiet as she watched him for a moment. Then the questions came. "Did I hurt you? Wh-what happened Sylvain? Where are the kids?" Her eyes closed tightly at the thought of her having possibly hurt them in any way.
"I'm sorry." She whispered again. Her face pushed into his shoulder as she tried to keep herself calm. It was so much harder than it should have been. Hard to breathe, hard to keep from thinking the very worst-- hard to even let him hold her.
Blank Space | Lolvain
The sound of the banging on the front door nearly made Sylvain heart jump out of his chest. He’d been sitting up in his studio staring a blank canvas since putting the children to bed. Sylvain hadn’t slept himself in days. Let alone stepped in their bedroom.
The young man couldn’t make his way down the stairs and open the door fast enough. “Lola!” He cried out, dropping to his knees and wrapping his arms around his sobbing wife’s form.
She held onto him tightly, crying into his shoulder. "You're okay! I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry!" The young woman had no idea what she was apologizing for, but she knew nothing good could have come of her losing who knew how much of her memory. "I was just dropping them off with you parents! I d-- I don't know what happened."
Lola was trembling almost violently, her fingers barely keep hold of him. She kept apologizing, over and over. Looking up at him with her red eyes she cold barely control her breathing. "Please forgive me."
Blank Space | Lolvain
Lola's world was a blur to her as she made her way up the driveway to her home. She stood a yard away from the front door for a good ten minutes as things began to sharpen for her. This was her home, she knew that. What she didn't know, was how she got out there. They were about to have dinner.... Not dinner. She was dropping off the kids. The young woman ran her hands over her front anxiously. That was when she realized her clothes were wrong.
"SYLVAIN!!!!" She started knocking on the door furiously, tears streaming down her dirty face. They left clean lines behind amidst the dirt and what looked like some blood. "Sylvain! Please!" Falling to the ground, she cried brokenly. Lola was terrified.
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Last Seen
Lola crouched in the foyer of her in-law's house, talking to her small daughter. Scarlett's face was scrunched up, and she was beginning to bounce anxiously. She wanted to play. The little girl nodded her head dutifully though, listening.
"...And be good for granmama and granpapa, okay? Listen and no 'why's, okay?" Lola fixed one of the brightly colored barettes in her hair.
"Uh-huh." The girl nodded quickly.Â
Her mother smiled brightly. "Thank you, baby." She hugged her, gave her a kiss and let her go. "Now go ahead and play. I know you want to."
"Yay!" Scarlett ran darted into the living room.
The young woman watched her with a smile. "We'll be back tonight if Sylvain gets home early enough. If not, I'll see you in the morning." She kissed Amelia's cheek, and then her son who was cradled in the older woman's arms. Last was Armand, who she gave the diaper bag to.
"Bye." She waved lightly as she walked out the front door and went to the black car waiting for her in the driveway.
Yeah. Her name is Antonia LeFarve.Â
You heard of her?
...Is she famous?
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Hiatus.
Going out to eat on Thanksgiving is like having sex with a doll. Feels fake
What? I-- I don't know how to respond to that....
Yeah, would your husband mind cooking for three more people and bring it to us?Â
Well I don't know how much more he can do, he's already cooking for eight. And then some. Why don't you go out to eat? Everywhere is still open in france.
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Why can’t thanksgiving food just…cook itself.
That's what my husband is for.Â
