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text ♔ { imbecile }

Miguel: I'm sorry. And you're right. You deserve a hell of a lot better than me. Royalty isn't supposed to end up with the working class, anyway. You were going to realize that at some point and now you have. Good for you.

Miguel: Okay.

Cecilia: That is true. Which is why I believe this conversation is over. You and I should no longer be associated with one another and tell your s... woman that I will not be as nice next time.

#{ &&. aymiguel. }#{ &&. text message. }

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As soon as the door was unlocked, probably by Albert, Theo got inside the building and then the elevator, going up to her floor. Once he got there, he saw the door to her apartment already open so he walked inside, thanking Albert as he stood by the door. “I’m just here to bring these to Ce — Princess Cecilia,” he corrected himself, not too sure if he could be that informal with her in the presence of him. Albert then directed him to the living room where Cecilia was, and he walked inside, nodding his head in Cecilia’s direction. “Hey there,” he greeted her, a small smile on his lips.

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Cecilia had waited patiently by the living room. And when she heard the familiar voice of Theo, sounding formal and whatnot. She couldn’t help but smile. The brunette got up and stood by the door as Theo approached her. She couldn’t help but return the smile as she pursed her lips into a thin line. It could have been the scent of freshly baked croissants or the fact that he was here, once again after disappearing on her. That was Cecilia’s problem; she grew too attached and at the end, was disappointed hence the whole ‘I’m better than you’ facade. “-- Theo. Hi.”

#{ &&. httptheo. }#{ &&. thread. }

text ♔ { williams, caleb. }

Caleb: Yeah. Of course I do.

Cecilia: Why?

#{ &&. calebfk. }#{ &&. thread. }

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Theo had spent the past few hours making the croissants he had promised to Cecilia. Now, as he walked towards her apartment, he couldn’t help but to think of all the times he had taken the same route before — for other reasons, of course. He felt guilty for disappearing on her. He approached the building, going past the fancy entrance and straight to the door, ringing her doorbell and waiting for an answer.

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Cecilia had been waiting for Theo; he had promised her he’d come with croissants and not that she’d admit it, but she was excited. It had been awhile since someone had been that nice with her. And that wasn’t just it, it was almost everything that had happened between them. He did just abandon her at the end for some reason and she couldn’t know why. She was curious, though. She heard the door and called out for Albert. “-- Open the door.” And that is what he did, Albert went and opened the door.

#{ &&. httptheo. }#{ &&. thread. }

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@ceciliagrimaldi: Ugh… Shut up.

#*#{ &&. ft. the priest. }#{ OOPS. }

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People with this name have a deep inner desire for a stable, loving family or community, a need to work with others and to be appreciated and a need for harmony and balance in their lives, and respond positively to beautiful things.

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#*#{ &&. things. }#{ &&. about. }

text ♔ { williams, caleb. }

Caleb: because you're pretty and you seem strong and you've definitely got the sass.

Cecilia: Do you mean that?

#{ &&. calebfk. }#{ &&. text message. }#{ I DONT LIKE YOU }

text ♔ { imbecile }

Miguel: Cecilia... I never meant to hurt you. Things got a lot more complicated than I meant for them to. Je suis désolé et je suis une personne horrible.

Miguel: Just please don't hurt her.

Miguel: She won't come looking for you anymore. I guarantee it.

Cecilia: No, things got complicated because I wasn't enough for you. Or that's what I thought at first but then I realized that I deserve someone way better than you. I'm a princess and I sure as hell don't deserve a pauper.

Cecilia: K.

#{ &&. aymiguel. }#{ &&. text message. }#{ dont worry #i dont know french either tbh }

text ♔ { imbecile }

Miguel: I get it, alright? I'm a dick and I'm a piece of shit who screwed you over and you think I deserve to get run over or some shit like that. But I am sorry. I'm profoundly sorry for what I did to you.

Miguel: Just don't touch her. And don't egg her on, either. We both know you're good at that.

Cecilia: No, you don't get it. You are and I do think you should get run over but you don't get it, you never will until you get played like that. So, no. Don't apologize until you truly know what it's like to trust someone then end up being betrayed.

Cecilia: Don't tell me what to do. Excuse you.

Cecilia: I don't care enough to even think about her. She was the one who came to me. She came looking for trouble and if that's what she wants then I'll give it to her.

#{ &&. aymiguel. }#{ &&. text message. }

text ♔ { williams, caleb. }

Caleb: wicked.

Caleb: what?

Cecilia: Why am I wonder woman?

#{ &&. calebfk. }#{ &&. text message. }

text ♔ { imbecile }

Miguel: Whatever.

Miguel: You're never nice to anyone. Just don't hurt her. She's with child, goddamit.

Cecilia: I'm never nice to anyone? Oh. That's because last time I decided to actually be nice to someone; he decided to knock another girl up while leading on another girl besides me.

Cecilia: I don't care. If she comes to me, I won't hesitate to shoo her away.

#{ &&. text message. }