TURN BACK THE TIME, BABE. BOOK 7. THE WILL TO CARRY ON

I CAN FLY, MY FRIENDS

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Well, actually this is the last chapter of this trilogy that deep down is an undercover trilogy of Amandine and Rudi despite the rest of voices just as important.

Amandine, feel free to read this and enjoy... or whatever. Or waiting for the next chapter. 😁

Their breakthrough is finally here. My beautiful flower bloomed at last. I couldn't be happier jejeje. Love you all. 🥰

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AMANDINE'S POV

- What are you doing?

Freddie's voice made our lips pulled away abruptly. We were lying on the staircase, I was wearing his shirt, he was only wearing a pair of underpants and a tie undone. The time stopped making sense to us. We had lost track of time.

- There's no need to eat each other. Uncle Freddie is here with your breakfast.

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GARDEN LODGE (AKA THE WHORE HOUSE), EARLIER, AROUND 7 A.M.

I woke up at last. I stretched my arms to the headboard and I gave a giant yawn. I didn't know if I had slept all the time that my body needed, I used to need a lot of hours, but the time I spent asleep was a restful slumber. I was rested, warm and hungry. Good sign. I had been days without eating properly. I got a very delicate stomach and I loved Joe's dishes but they felt like a bombshell to me. So I had lost some weight since I joined the mission.

- Another one of my dreams come true.

I turned my head to that austrian accent that started to be so dangerous to me. He was sitting on his heels on the floor, he propped himself up on one elbow over the bedlinen watching me. Messy hair, sleepy eyes. A half smoked cigarette in the ashtray, trailing up the smoke to the ceiling.

- Huh?

- Having you on bed just woken up.

- You got such freaky dreams, Dolezal.