𝐢𝐢𝐢. 𝟏𝟖𝟑𝟓

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𝑆𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒𝑠, " 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑓𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑠 " turn into more, and eventually the term good friends, ends.

After the sicylia's descendant finished her vows in her awfully forced marriage, she still couldn't stop mopping about theodorre; who her past lover is. she was ghosted by the blonde after 40 days, waiting for him to save her after the forced engagement between her and the man she didn't ought to marry.

surprisingly, he only showed up at her wedding, his eyes looked at her with pain, while a brunette woman with curly hair, green eyes and freckled clinged in his arm.

Eventually, both of them agreed to talk, ditching their lovers to have a conversation about their awfully abandoned relationship. "You did not give the effort to prove me you really love me." Maria said, angry.

"So did you." Their Glossy eyes locked, the look if pain could be seen clearly. "If you loved me, Theo, You would have sent me a letter!" She shouted, tears forming in her eyelids.

"And if you loved me, you would have responded to my letters and ran away with me!" he debated back, clenching his fists.

"Letters?" The girl said confused and curious, raising an eyebrow. "I do not have time for you to let you pretend that i am beatrice, T-"

"I have sent you long words of paper, every single day- fourty letters." he explained, mad and angry.

"I have not recieved any letters, from after i heard about the engagement and now." She explained, lost in thought.

"What?" He was clueless.

"Then this just some sort of confusion, My theo! Please, let's run away-" she happily said, being cut off. "We can't." He looked down.

"I am engaged with Beatrice, and you can't call off your marriage anymore, Maria."

And that, her tears fell.

one,

By,

one.

her mind traveled different universes where this didn't happen, she felt cursed.

She loved him, and she knew that. But how could he choose a girl that looked identical to her, just in the range of forty days?

Eversince that night, years had passed and she haven't moved on since.

Everynight of her pregnancy she would dream, multiple life times and universes where Theodorre and Her found their way back into each other.

Living a happy ending that could only exists in another universe.

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