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I don't wanna be the blame, not anymore. It's your turn. So take a seat, we're settling the final score
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Story spin-off?
Hey, guys, first of all, Merry Christmas, it’s the 25th already! Today I finally decided to talk to you about something that’s been bothering me for quite some time. You can read more about it on WP here, but basically, I’ve be thinking of a story spin-off dedicated to Frank. So, um, I would be curious as to what your thoughts on this are.
Jean was glad they decided to postpone the wedding she knew of couples that did the pregnancy and wedding thing at the same time but she was so overwhelmed with baby and pregnancy things she couldn’t imagine having to deal with wedding things too. She didn’t understand how Garrett was so calm about everything she would be so lost without him.
“Ready to go?” Garrett asked.
“As ready as I’m going to be” Jean responded
"Everything is going to fine. I can’t think of a better way to spend Valentines day then finding the place we'll get married" Garrett said gently placing his hand on Jean's growing middle.
This sudden power grab from the Ligne Family has swept away any urgency the Nobility might have had to go searching for the missing teens. Especially considering Duke Ismael’s dad happens to be Juniper’s stepdad’s sworn enemy at Court.
So, as Ulokea frets over a Royal Wedding, a less prestigious ceremony is taking place across the border in Praaven.
The priest congratulations himself on another well performed ritual to bring together a young soldier and his wife in Holy Matrimony. Now he just needs to send the paperwork over to the clergy clerics.
Well, technically that’s not true, Duchess Juniper. Sorry, I mean, June Merkel.
Your poor mother must be worried sick back home, you little selfish, love-struck, big-mouthed Princess!
Hmm, erm. I don’t think I should tell them that there is literally NO CHANCE of that ever happening. . . Sir Geoffrey has a very ugly skeleton buried deeply in the back of his family’s solid wood wardrobe. . .
C H A P T E R I --- Where Am I?
Beep, beep, beep
What is that? Adriana thinks to herself as she slowly regains consciousness.
Opening her eyes for a second, she closes them back as they are assaulted by the bright light in what seems to be a hospital.
Before she can even gather her thoughts to figure out where she is, a pair of unfamiliar voices shout for help, calling out to the hospital staff that she's awake.
She keeps her eyes closed, listening to the conversation happening around her.
The people keep calling her Bebe which is odd because that is not her name. In fact, that's the name of a horse she met when she went riding a few summers back so being called and referred to by that name again and again is frustrating and slightly insulting.
She finally opens her eyes when the nurse touches the back of her head, lifting her up from where she is laying.
"Don’t touch me…" she groans, annoyed at being denied her favorite role as an observer rather than a participant.
"Bebe!" the two unfamiliar people shout out to her, looking at her with worried looks on their faces.
She doesn't know what stops her but she doesn't correct their misunderstanding and instead focuses on getting the nurse to stop touching her.
Finally, the woman backs off and she looks around, not speaking.
"Bebe?" the mother asks, "how are you pumpkin?"
"That's not my- " she begins to speak but is cut off by the father.
"Don’t worry sweetheart, we'll get you out of her in no time!" he says, anxiously looking around, showing that it is him who really wants to get out of here.
By this point, Adriana had already realized that she, for some reason, was not in her own body.
Her body is one she spent her whole life honing and she knew how every inch of it felt. This body had none of the scars of her own and it was a completely different shape, size, and even shade. This was not her body.
The last thing she remembered was walking home from work and being hit by a car then watching the car and the one it hit trying to avoid her, burn as she lost consciousness.
She could still hear the explosions and the sound of scream as the car hit her.
She must have died and somehow her soul ended up in this body instead of hell where it probably should have gone.
There’s no way her real body made it... She can still feel the cold road beneath as she lost consciousness.
Something about the parents made her think they weren't exactly sane. Maybe it was their clothes or their anxiety at being in the hospital but something told her that telling them she wasn't their daughter could really send them over the edge.
Anyways, if she said something like that out loud, who in their right minds would believe her? No one, that's who.
So she went home with the Hart couple and went to sleep in Bebe's bed. She would deal with the problems tomorrow when she absolutely needed to.
I’m having so much fun with this Facetime template. You can download it here. Unfortunately, I think the person who made it deleted her tumblr. Still, it’s very lovely! You can see it in use in my new chapter, Chapter 6.5: A Definite Loss of Hope. I also made so many poses. I currently have 55(?!) poses that I haven’t uploaded yet, including Facetime poses from this chaper and 6.1, Club/ Security poses, poses for when Ron was shaking his father’s hand while he was lying in bed, two photo album poses and two poses I made based on the poses that were deleted by their creator for the request of my friend. I have no idea when and if I will ever upload it all!