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❝ Before you get your hopes on this happening again , you should be informed that it is only a one time a year thing. ❞ Violet is both joking but trying to be serious at the same time. Fem is on the track of getting her life back on the right track since separating from her ex-husband. It could be any day now that gets the call to tell her that she is officially a single woman on papers again. Even with how good she had become at keeping on track there would always be Silas , a bump in the road. Violet may act like he is a terrible bump in the road on her way of becoming herself again , but truthfully he helped her more than she'd like to admit. She wasn't sure what to expect when it came to kissing the male , Violet hadn't kissed anyone else since her ex. Yet the moment their lips met all her mind could think about is how hard it was going to be to resist wanting more of this. Violet had done great at keeping Silas at a good distance but this moment changed everything and she knew it. The blonde's gaze had met his the moment that he had pulled back from the kiss. She kind of enjoys the idea of being the reason he is left breathless. ❝ Well , I guess that I owe you a thanks for those good few weeks to come , huh? ❞
Silas tried not to have an amused grin. He didn't want to say anything snarky enough to put him in the doghouse with Violet. Biting the inside of the cheek, he passively remarked, ❝ Well now I have something to look forward to next year. ❞ It's not like Silas had much activity during the holidays. His sons were doing his own thing, and he was a full-on bachelor. He practically didn't celebrate outside of the occassional gala here and then. Even if this ended up being a fluke, this was a nice way to round out the year. Whether they ended up dating at some point or not, the male wouldn't be upset if he only happened to be a rebound for her until she finds stability on his own. He had been that pillar for plenty of women. Violet happened to be better than most, and for once, he found himself rooting for someone other than himself. It's not something he expected. This whole thing was spurred by his quest to enact vengence on her son without her knowing. Silas didn't know when it became real to him but he wasn't trying to ruin any posibilities that could come from this. Looking at her lips briefly before he forced himself to look away, ❝ Nah... You don't owe me anything. I get a few good weeks too. ❞
IT NEVER OCCURRED TO AGATHA that her interactions with Harrison meant anything. He was just being nice. He was a good person, and it was in character for him to listen to a depressed woman's woes. Noticing Catalina's chipper voice, almost as if she were teasing her, she squinted her eyes and gave her a look. "I could try asking him, but I doubt he'll go. There's really no reason for him to come over. I don't think we're at that level of closeness," she said, pursing her lips. They only had a client-lawyer relationship. She perked up as the conversation shifted to Catalina and her husband. "How did he do it? I'm going to brace myself for the shock," she quipped, knowing that it'd be an interesting story. The mention of her best friend being unable to conceive hit her with a smidge of sadness. Even though Catalina accepted her circumstances, it must still be difficult for her. She would have been a lovely mother. In a way, she understood her. She had struggled trying with her late husband before; her pregnancy had been a miracle. "You'll always be part of the family. She will love you. You're going to be her favorite auntie." She took her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. Catalina's discouraging words about Silas were heeded. She knew her friend was right, though she couldn't help the growing affections for him. Maybe it was just a phase. It would eventually disappear. "I'm not going to act on my feelings for him. Plus, he assumes that I hate him, so he won't try anything. I won't end up like the mothers of his kids. If I were to fall into his trap, I give you the permission to torture me until I snap out of it."
❝ What does closeness have to do with anything?! C'mon Agatha— You never schemed to get close to a man? I never said it needed to be friendly? I might be in need of some services that need to be discussed over a nice dinner, ❞ she said with a chesire grin. Catalina's brain was already firing on all cylinders on ideas to try to make it happen. Agatha deserved to get her happy ending; to know what real love felt like. A love that wasn't corrupted by the selfish gain. Something pure and something beautiful. Catalina never thought that something like that existed until her newfound marriage, now that she got a taste of it herself, she was determined to make sure every friend that she held dear was loved in the same way. Laughing at her insistance. The femme knew almost everything about her at this point, telling her the full story may be a bit odd but not out of the realm from what she already knew. ❝ He staged a fake emergency situation so that I would come 'save' him. On the way back, he purposely marooned us on one of his private islands that I didn't know he had... And from there, he got me to open up about elephant in the room. He proposed to me and I said yes. ❞ It rolled off her tongue as if it were the only natural way for a proposal to happen. ❝ I know— And I intend to— Someone has to watch her while you go out with that new friend of yours, ❞ she teased. It would be an exciting year all around, she was sure of it. The male creeping in isn't something that she expected. If worse came to worse, she'd bring the hammer down on Silas to keep it cordial between them. ❝ He likes a challenge so I wouldn't say you hating him is a deterent. If anything, it might make him want it more... I'll deal with the problem directly if he manages to somehow use your hormones against you. I will not let you become a Conte victim. That's my life's mission at the moment other than getting you a boyfriend. ❞
CHRIS EVANS LADbible TV, 2022
THEIR EXPERIENCE WAS VERY DIFFERENT, but in a way, Agatha understood him. They grew up quickly, and lived life on other people's terms. Then there was the longing for their children. The only difference was she was able to build the family, filling the void of her loss. "I'd say the same thing to you." Compared to her, he had the short end of the stick. She was starting to understand why Silas was determined to be in their daughter's life. She felt a bit bad for being hard on him. "What? I'm telling the truth. I've seen progress." She knew that he was trying. She truly had no intention of making things difficult or complicated for him. His failure would have a domino effect on her. "I really don't want you to fail, but doesn't mean that I should be complacent. I only want what's best for our daughter."
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A leap year baby. The pregnancy had already been a miracle enoughf for the both of them, but for their child to pop up on a day that hardly exists just cemented the timing for him. Silas knew this wasn't easy on Agatha. She had gone through a lot in such a short time. The respect he had for her was on all-time high and he was there every step of the way. Forgoing his usual selfishness to be involved; Silas finally had a chance to make things right. To do the one thing he had always dreamed of doing, being a father, to his beautiful baby girl. Words of encouragement felt numb on his tongue. He didn't even recognize himself. Tears pooling in the corner of his eye. Silas never cried, but the pang in his chest from hearing his daughter burst into the world made him emotional. It was a crazy few hours with the nurses bustling in and out to check on the pair. Finally, they were able to get a moment to just themselves. Silas held their daughter sleeping on his bare chest while he looked over at Agatha. Smile in tow before he took her hand to kiss the back of it, ❝ Not to be weird, but you did a great job. I'll take the brunt of the night so you can get some rest... It's been a long day. ❞
A lot of characters i adore:
Nancy Drew - Nancy Drew (2019 - )
AMY ADAMS — Leap Year (2010) dir. Anand Tucker
SUCCESSION — 1.02 Shit Show at the Fuck Factory
30 ROCK (2006 - 2011) I 6.09 - Leap Day
❝ I don't think you have any worries about getting decorating complaints from Lincoln. I am sure that as long as he has some kind of man cave he is going to be completely find with allowing you to control how your home looks. You're worried about children ruining white furniture but not your husband to be? This is not me trying to make digs are Lincoln , but I have seen how that man lives when I use to date his brother and he isn't exactly the most careful. Exactly how do you plan on convincing these maids to come and work for you if your own old man won't allow them to come already? ❞ Amelia had been the complete opposite of her best friend. Instead of worrying about the interior of her home with Luis , she had been more focused on trying to get back to where they had been when they were on their honey moon. They had seemed to have got their footing to just be back at square one again. ❝ How are you so confident in your advance? Surely yourself and Lincoln never had to go through such a stage? ❞ Even if fem isn't showing that she is acknowledging her friends advice , she is mentally storing it away for the future. Amelia honestly can't believe that she has allowed herself to be convinced by Gwen to take a pregnancy test when she knows that herself and Luis had only been intimate once since their marriage. There is no possibly way that she could be right? All the confidence she once had to prove the other fem wrong went out the window the moment she looked at the test. It is POSITIVE ❝ Gwen , this test is one hundred percent not good. ❞
❝ No, I'm not worried about him making a mess. He knows better than to drag dirt around the house, ❞ she laughed before scowling at the thought of foregoing her current help. ❝ The maids are another thing that I'm still trying to sort out... I guess, a part of me is hoping that he gifts me their working contracts as a wedding gift to surprise me? They're like family, and I want them there with me when we start building our own, you know? ❞
It seemed that all of this children, family and baby talk must've been a foreshadow of some kind. Gwen had only been partially joking when she suggested the pregnancy test. There were signs, but a pregnancy on the first go? The odds of the timing seemed almost like a fantasy. However, judging from Amelia's reaction, it felt safe to assume that the femme was indeed pregnant. ❝ No... They're good. I got them for after our honeymoon for a just in case... ❞ Gwen sighed before moving to sit beside Amelia. She wanted to be happy for her, but a baby this soon definitely wasn't a plan anytime soon. Wrapping her arms around her to give her a loving hug, knowing she'd need the comfort right now,❝ Amelia— Look, everything is going to be okay— I know that this is a lot but you have nothing to worry about. ❞
BEN BARNES photographed by Emil Cohen // 2021
THE RELATIONSHIP BETWEEN THE FATHER and son developed for the better. Her faith and patience paid off. She witnessed how Eric had gradually warmed up to them. It had been a slow process, but it was worth it. The family dinners became more frequent. Eric sometimes dropped by whenever he wanted to visit. Today, she had an interesting and meaningful conversation with him. He had opened up about his personal life and talked about a woman he was in love with. Her son tended to be stoic but she saw through his emotions, eyes lighting up as he brought her up. It was reminiscent to Maverick, reminding her of the days he had expressed that he wanted to marry her. "Let's just say that our son is all grown up." She grinned in excitement. Her conversation with Eric had gone well.
All grown up? He mentally repeated while giving her a curious look. Obviously, Eric is all grown up so it didn't have to do with age, but there must've been something he said that had her busting at the seams. ❝ Hm, ❞ pausing for a moment while he did some mental math. Maverick motioned for Ava wait with his fingers while he brainestormed. He didn't want her to spoil it before he got a good guess in. Nothing immediate came to mind other than Eric possibly being in a relationship. Is it sad to admit he couldn't neccessarily see his son being open in that way? Maybe, but then again, he sees too much of his own reflection in the boy. ❝ Let me guess... He told you he has a girlfriend?! ❞ The idea of a possible marriage in his son's future was no where near his mind.
comeback... maybe?
the fact that i’m like 5 drafts away from being totally clear for the year is such a miracle in itself ✨
SIA SAW JESSICA'S EFFORT. THE struggles she had to get used to the mundane. She appreciated her for trying. She didn't want her to fully change who she was to fit in. She only wanted her to tweak her personality a bit and control the intensity. She wouldn't be the Jessica she fell in love with without the spunk and the passion. She considered incorporating a slightly risky activity to stimulate them. "It's cute to hear you say comments like that," the blonde teased. "Oh, a little bit of fun fact. Did you know that mistletoe is poisonous? It's not just an innocent plant that gets people to kiss. It's a threat. I hope that excites you." She snickered. "Hm, kissing until we lose our breaths. That's not a bad idea. A great way to die."
❝ Comments like what? ❞ obvious to her own appreciation of the decorations. Jessica knew that she could only calm down so much. She'd do her best, but she still responded more positively to the more dangerous aspects of their life. Like murder mysteries, true crime and this holiday that centered love around poison? Sia's words made her laugh, ❝ Oh do I? Of course... That's why I was so confused at it being a tradition. Poison in the archway. How romantic? ❞ The redhead got a real kick out of it. Just the thought made her sides ache at the silliness of it. People didn't even know the real meaning of what they were doing half the time. Once she calmed from his laughter she sighed happily, ❝ It does sound like a good way to go out. Though, I have a few more favorable positions that I like better. ❞
EDWINA WANTED TO SHUT THE door on his face and avoid the confrontation. But with how determined he was, she knew that it'd be futile. She wasn't ready for this. But then, when would she ever be? She found it unfair that he still looked good and smelled great. She rolled her eyes at his response, knowing that he was right. If there was anyone who could find her if she decided to completely go off the grid, it would be him. She didn't say anything anymore, not wanting to argue about that. "I"m not taking it out on everyone. It's not just because of you. You're all just . . . exhausting to deal with." She wasn't just running away from a loveless marriage and heartbreak. She was also running away from the expectations queenhood. The media was most likely having a field day with the disappearing act she pulled. "Since when did you care about other people's feelings anyway?" she retorted.
Heaving out a sigh, she opened the door to let him in. She was a bit nervous when she disposed the box, but based on his reaction, she surmised he didn't pick up on it. "15 minutes. That should be enough." She pulled out her phone and set the timer to a 15 minutes countdown. Just to be petty. Sitting down on the couch, she crossed her arms over her chest and glanced at him. His confession threw her off. He finally said everything she needed to hear a few months ago. They would have been spared from this rollercoaster if he had just made up his mind. "It's too late for that now. The damage has been done. We've proven time and time again that we're not meant to be. I don't feel that way for you anymore. I've fallen out of love."
❝We're all exhausting? ❞ Repeating her words to add his own shock. Luis is used to her usual bickering about his annoyance, but it is rare that she extended it to the others. He was her emotional punching bag; not anyone else. He had a strange sense of pride behind it. Edwina only showing her true feelings towards him is something that he valued and he wanted it to stay that way. The male grumbled when she remarked on his deviation from his 'fuck everyone else' attitude for the time being. Luis knew that their mess had caused issues for the entire crew and he did feel guilty about it. ❝ The media has been harrassing them too... I don't like the fact that they've been dragged into the mess I made. ❞
Luis knew that taking responsibility is also a new thing for him. His ego is a hard pill to swallow. He hated to admit that he is in the wrong, but he fucked up a lot. Trying to avoid the envitable, he made an even bigger mess of things, and he knew it would take a while to fix. Edwina understanding that he is being serious is the only thing that mattered. He isn't playing games anymore. He loved her, and he is willing to risk it all to have her. Even though it meant likely leaving his whole life behind for her. ❝ Edwina... It's not too late for anything. I know I made things difficult, but it was never because I didn't love you. I was just afraid. Afraid of letting love in... But I know I don't have to be afraid anymore. You might have fallen out of love for me, but at least let me try to make things work between us. To show you how my feelings never changed and hopefully... Maybe make you fall in love for me again. Please. Don't we deserve to have what we've always hidden? Don't we deserve a bit of happiness? I just need you to let me in...❞
