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I'm too lazy to change the cover got this book so it still has my old username, the new one is Mystic_Tales001.
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In the bustling city of Paris, two of the world's most famous and sought-after individuals cross paths. Abigail...
As I woke up the next morning, I felt a mix of excitement and nervousness in my stomach. Today was the day that I would finally be reunited with my childhood best friend, Adrien Agreste, after 10 long years( they are about 16 years old). I couldn't wait to see him again, but I couldn't help but worry if we had changed too much to still be friends.
I got dressed in a cute white sweatshirt with a denim skirt and knee high black boots, trying to look my best for Adrien.
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As I made my way down to the kitchen, I saw that Liam and my parents were already there, sipping on their morning coffee.
"Good morning, Abigail," my mom said with a smile. "You look lovely."
"Thanks, Mom," I replied, feeling a bit self-conscious.
Liam just grinned at me. "Trying to impress someone, Abby?"
I rolled my eyes and playfully shoved him. "Shut up, Liam."
My dad chuckled at our banter. "Come on, kids, let's go meet Adrien. I'm sure he's waiting for us."
We made our way out of the mansion and into the bright Parisian sunlight. As we approached Adrien's home, I felt my heart racing. I couldn't believe that I was about to see him again after all these years.
And then I saw him. Adrien was standing in the doorway, looking just as handsome as I remembered. He was taller now, with a more mature look, but I could still see the boy I used to know in his eyes.
"Abigail!" Adrien exclaimed, a wide smile breaking out on his face.
"Adrien!" I cried out, running up to him for a hug.
As we embraced, I couldn't help but feel a sense of relief. We may have grown up and changed in many ways, but our friendship was still there, strong as ever.
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As we walked into Adrien's house, I couldn't help but feel a sense of awe. The Agreste mansion was even more grand and impressive than our own. And as we were greeted by Adrien's father, I couldn't help but feel a little intimidated.
"Bonjour, Monsieur Roberts," Mr. Agreste said, giving us a small nod. "It's good to finally meet you and your family."
"It's a pleasure to meet you too, Mr. Agreste," my dad replied, shaking his hand.
Adrien looked at his father with pleading eyes. "Dad, can I take Abigail and her family on a tour of Paris? Please?"
Mr. Agreste hesitated for a moment, but then nodded. "Very well, but make sure you stay safe and don't get into any trouble."
Adrien grinned, looking at me with excitement in his eyes. "Let's go, guys!"
As we stepped outside, I was immediately hit by the beauty of Paris. The streets were bustling with people, the Eiffel Tower looming in the distance.
