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Like it gets to the point that eventually they just show up as the ACTUAL couple they are and everyone is just like “yeah we’ll close enough may as well be this” to “oh sure” and “nice to see the pick and mix can change into even more combinations!”

Bc to straight people: Sveta X Shane (hockey obsessed) makes sense but also Shane X rose (canon and cute) and rose X Ilya could def be real (famous movie star X athlete is real both like to party too) and sveta X Ilya is true (childhoods friends def hooked up in the public eye)

So everyone is confused and these four can have double dates where the biggest dramas are “who the fuck is paying for who” and “who’s holding who’s hand” on Twitter

I don’t even think they bother to hide jt after like 3 months.

Olga finds out while Alexia and she are running around in a park in Barcelona.

The reader decided it was a sunny day and that Isabel needed some sunlight, so off to the playground they went.

Olga/Ale and Reader/Bebel see each other walking in opposite directions, and Isabel shouts from her little lungs.

"Alexia!" and she runs towards her before you could hold her hand to keep her at your side.

Alexia smiles and immediately gets down on one knee to hug Isabel because that woman could never deny Bebel anything, let alone hugs.

"Hey, mi princesa!"

Olga smiles at the scene. At first, she thought it was just a fan, but when she realizes that the little girl and Alexia are whispering silly things to each other as if they know each other, Olga takes a step back, head tilted, while she looks at you.

You know Alexia has a fiancé, even though she never told you much about her. But it wasn't very hard for you to piece things together.

Olga studies you at the same time Bebel breaks the hug to show... a fallen leaf to Alexia? Alexia looks at it as if it's a treasure, and Olga gets confused because Alexia never looked at her media projects like that.

Her attention is back on you, and as if a lightning strike, she sees you. You from Alexia's old photos, you from Alexia's old box that Olga tried to throw away but was never allowed to.

She sees you and the kid just a few meters from her, and then Olga hears the kid talking and it's like the world's crumbling around her.

"Mama, come talk to Alexia!"

She sees how uncomfortable you got; she sees how Alexia went rigid. Olga sees everything and can't do anything to stop her fast beating heart when the little girl looks up at her and Alexia is staring at her.

A younger version of Alexia, one with a softer jaw, fuller cheeks, with eyes that semmed to be copies from Alexia's. Olga was staring down at one of Alexia's childhood photos.

"What the hell?" Olga manages to say just as Alexia gets to her feet, holding hands with the girl.

"Olga, we can talk about it later," Alexia whispered, not wanting to cause a scene in front of Isabel.

"Why does that kid look like you, Alexia? And why is your ex-wife standing there as if she has seen a ghost?"

Before Alexia could say anything, the girl spoke.

"Ex-wife? Who is Alexia's ex-wife?" she asked, curious. "What is an ex-wife? Is it just like a normal wife? Ale who is your ex wife? Ale–"

The kid seemed to talk a mile a minute and Olga was starting to get a headache. Olga didn't want to be petty to a 4-year-old, but she was.

"Your mama," she says deadpan. "Your mama is Alexia's ex-wife."

"My mama?" The girls looked at Olga, confused, with the same expression Alexia had. They were carbon copies of each other.

The kid began fidgeting with a necklace; it was a simple gold one, but it had a ring in it. A ring Olga also remembered seeing in Alexia's box.

"Is this your kid?" Olga finally asks. "Alexia... what the fuck?"

"Olga."

"I'm sorry!" You said quickly, taking the kids' hands. "Isabel, I've told you not to run away from me."

"But I just wanted to say hi to Alexia! And Mama, did you know you are Alexia's ex-wife?" she said, smiling, clearly not understanding the implications of her words. "I want to be somebody's ex wife when i grow up!"

You were holding Isabel's hand while holding the bridge of your nose. Alexia mimicking you.

"Are you somebody's ex wife, too?" Isabel asks looking at Olga and Alexia wanted to die.

"No," olga hissed. "I'm not somebody's ex wife!"

Isabel pouted sympathetically. "I'm sorry, stranger! I'm sure you'll be an ex-wife one day!"

Olga didn't even have time to be offended.

"Isabel!" You lectured her. "Don't tell people that! That's not a nice thing to say!"

Isabel's soft face shifted into a sad one. "Why, Mama?"

"Hey," Alexia said, giving you a side-eye and stepping closer to Isabel, putting a hand on her back in a way that your shoulders were touching now. "Don't yell at her like that."

You turn to Alexia. "Yelling? I'm not yelling, Alexia! You are just too soft with her."

Before Alexia could open her mouth to reply, Isabel tugged at the hem of her shirt, and Alexia instantly looked down, her hand gently brushing a strand of hair from Isabel's face.

"What, princess?" Alexia whispered.

"I like it when you are soft with me."

Alexia completely melted to the ground.

Olga realised she had stepped into the middle of a family reunion, and she wasn't even considered the family dog.

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