𝐧𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐞 (𝐧.) that which chases sorrow away.
In their painful past, they were childhood sweethearts that sought comfort with each other.
Years later, the two broken souls are pulled back together by fate in an alliance that will save their...
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Maria was angry at Leonardo. His hesitation and lack of will to explore what she believed they had between them irritated her.
She knew she couldn't slack off with ballet so distracted herself and avoided seeing Leonardo by bypassing the days dancing and overworking herself, as she usually did prior to living with Leonardo.
Maria was somewhat comforted by Rosa who made her feel better about her situation. When she would come home late at night, dinner was always ready for Maria, plates of different and healthy meals waiting for her on the table. But each night, she ignored it and purposely avoided contact with Leonardo. In one way, it was a way for her to let go of him a little. She thought he really didn't love her and she would have to let go of this obsession of the past. But in another way, she was petty and wanted to see if he could show any hint of affection to her, which he didn't in her eyes.
However, Leonardo's love language was leaving her meals, packing healthy foods in the fridge he usually left empty or filled with plastic water bottles, peeking in the bedroom as she slept with the windows wide open to see if she was well. He'd close them, and routinely cover her with the duvet, preventing her from catching a cold. Doing all sorts of hidden things to ensure that Maria was content.
The sight of seeing her considering forcing herself to throw up haunted him, the image of all her naked pictures scattered across the wall, the thought of a person creepily watching her evoked a desire to protect her and keep her safe. But she was unknown to these facts.
After another long day dancing, Maria came home again the evening, greeted by Bear, and sluggishly made her way upstairs where she began getting ready for the party.
She was tired as usual, her eyes were beginning to feel droopy and even in the shower, the steam and warmth encouraged her to feel more sleepy after an exhausting day of practicing for the Grand Performance.
Maria was glad Leonardo wasn't home again; seeing him might have actually made her crumble in front of him. Her feelings were hurt at his words and she was tired of practically begging for attention from him. In her mind, Maria just had to accept that he didn't want her - or maybe he did and still wouldn't admit it. Either way, she was too heartbroken to push anymore. She wanted him to step up if he really did have some sense of desire for her. Sick of going backwards and forwards, Maria decided to focus less on their relationship and more on the greater priority, the party.
The party was going to start late which was no surprise. The Lemaires were notorious for their late night events that could last until the early hours of the morning. Maria was sure they were going to go all out for the party, they never failed to impress their guests with their luxury and wealth. It was going to be a long night and she had been requested to sing there.
