Love, Monaco

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Landing in Seattle hours later is a bittersweet feeling. I feel a kind of relief to be back home but I also feel like I'm not ready to deal with adult responsibilities that come with a full time job. The three of us walk through the familiar airport our bags rolling behind us as we go to leave the building. "Are we gonna share a cab?" Wren asks as we step out into the western US city, "I think we should, one last little trip to end this journey" Émie replies with a smile, I nod in agreement so we all wait to get into one of the cabs by the entrance.

I'm the first one to get dropped off at my childhood home, I give my friends hugs before getting out of the taxi. When I have all of my bags I walk up to the front door. I dig around my purse for the key proceeding to unlock the door swiftly stepping inside. The familiar smell of baking cookies greets me, making a smile appear on my face. "I'm home!" I yell while leaving my things by the door, the first thing is see is the family dog coming my way. I crouch down while grinning, the golden retriever nearly knocking me over as I wrap my arms around her. "Welcome home sweetheart" I look up to see my mom standing in the doorway smiling, "it's great to be back" I reply and stand up. When I walk over she pulls me into a tight hug, "did you have fun?" I smile as I pull away, "yeah it was pretty great" she proceeds to pull me to the kitchen where there are freshly baked cookies waiting.

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A few hours later my older brother Pierre shows up at the house. He immediately takes me into his arms, "missed you P" I murmur into his shoulder, "missed you sis" he replies and kisses my head. When we pull away from each other our mom calls us to dinner. "How's Charles?" He asks with a wink, "shut up and please don't bring him up" I murmur as we get to the dining room. Once we're sitting across from our parents Pierre thankfully doesn't bring up the Monegasque only interjecting when I answer questions about the beautiful city I experienced for two weeks.

After eating me and Pierre wash the dishes, flicking soap at each other as usual. Our parents scold us as if we're children so we finish up before leaving the kitchen. My phone vibrates in my pocket as I'm walking to the living room so I stop to take out the device before continuing to the family room.

Ren
Bro did you see Charles' new post?

Émie
Del you NEED to go see it, thank us later

I lift an eyebrow confused by what they're talking about, so I go to Instagram. My fingers tap on Charles' account my eyes going down to the newest post. I choke on air at the picture, "you okay Del?" I look up to see my mom watching me concerned, "all good, give me a second though" I reply before stepping out of the room to gather my emotions. I like the photo of the Monegasque before going back to the group chat with my friends.

Della
I was in the same room as my parents when I saw, I choked

Émie
Your welcome

Ren
Snatch up that man, we want you to date that model

Della
I haven't even been home a full day and we're already discussing my love life again

Ren
TEXT HIM Della

I roll my eyes at my two friends who keep cheering on this relationship with Charles. I suddenly remember my ex, I sigh in frustration at the unwanted thought, wishing that he never came into my life. "Del" you peer over your shoulder at Pierre, "what's wrong?" I frown, "why do I keep thinking about the breakup?" I ask, he sighs and walks over to bring his arms around me. "That douche broke your trust and your heart, it takes time for that kind of thing to heal" he says making me laugh hopelessly, "I just want to move on P" I say, "from what you were telling me about Charles you seem to be doing just that" I blink a few times realizing that he might be right. "I know I can be an idiot but give me some credit when it comes to you" he adds making me laugh before pulling away from the hug, "I love you" he smiles and kisses my head, "love you too baby sis, now come be with your family for once" you smile, "i'll be there in a sec" he nods and leaves me alone again. I lift my phone bringing up my texts with the Ferrari driver,

Della
I made it home
ALSO why aren't you a model Mr Leclerc?

Charles
wait where is home for you? I never asked
I'd rather drive fast cars for a living Miss Lechateau

Della
What you didn't check out my previous posts when you followed me on Instagram?😉 (the answer is Seattle)
You texting that and me thinking about you in that suit, my god Charles warn a girl🥵

Charles
A place I've never been, you'll have to show me around when I come visit
😎😎😎

I put away my phone before I get too engrossed in the guy that makes me smile like no one else. I remember my family in the other room so I shake my head to get rid of any inappropriate thoughts about the race car driver before joining them for a little game night.