𝐱𝐢. 𝐰𝐞'𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

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☾︎𝕎𝔼'𝕃𝕃 𝔹𝔼 𝔸𝕃ℝ𝕀𝔾ℍ𝕋☽︎








October 3/4 and 5, 2016

The next day, the decision to escape became tangible. Brooklyn and Alex packed their bags, determined to leave Cornelia Street and all the media buzz associated with their lives behind. They wanted a fresh start, a place where they could breathe without feeling watched and judged.

They packed their bags with a mix of excitement and nervousness, including all the essentials and some personal memories they wanted to take with them. Blue watched them curiously as they packed their belongings into the suitcases.

Brooklyn checked the house one last time, making sure she didn't forget anything important. Alex, meanwhile, petted Blue, whispering comforting words to him. "Ready for a new adventure, buddy?" she said with a smile, as the dog wagged his tail happily.

The plan to avoid the paparazzi was meticulous. They boarded a plane from a private runway so as not to attract attention. Security measures were strict and everything was organized to keep their destination a secret. Their destination was a small house in a picturesque village outside of London, a place Brooklyn knew well and where she used to spend her childhood summers.

Brooklyn had spoken fondly of that house many times. It was an old red brick house, surrounded by lush gardens and with a stunning view of the English countryside. The idea of returning to a place so full of good memories filled Brooklyn with a sense of peace and hope. Alex, who had heard many stories about Brooklyn's summers in that house, was also excited to see this special place.

The flight was quiet and private, a necessary luxury to maintain their anonymity. They landed at a small airport outside of London, far from the bustle of the city and the prying eyes of the paparazzi. A car was waiting to take them to their new home.

When they finally arrived at the small town, they were greeted by the tranquility and charm of the English countryside. The cobblestone streets and old houses created a dreamlike atmosphere, very different from the frenzy they were used to. The house was exactly as Brooklyn remembered it: cozy and full of character, with a sense of home that instantly enveloped them.

They spent the first few days settling in and exploring the village. Alex was drawn to the nature trails and open fields, where she could run and play with Blue. Brooklyn, for her part, rediscovered her favorite corners and shared stories from her childhood with Alex.

Afternoons were spent in the garden, enjoying much-needed quiet and privacy. As autumn progressed, Brooklyn and Alex felt more and more connected to their new surroundings and to each other. The pressure and stress of their previous lives seemed to fade away, replaced by a sense of freedom and renewal.

It was a quiet morning when they decided to inform a few people close to them of their whereabouts and situation. Brooklyn, in her usual calm manner, picked up the phone and called Tree first. She explained that she and Alex were fine, but that they had decided to take a break from public life for a while. Tree, though initially shocked, understood Brooklyn's need and promised to handle the situation discreetly, assuring her that she would take care of any matters related to her career during her absence.

After speaking with Tree, Brooklyn called her parents. She assured them that she was fine and simply needed time out of the public spotlight to recharge and enjoy Alex's company. Her parents, who had always been a constant support, understood and assured her that they would respect her privacy while she was away.

Meanwhile, Alex took care of her side of the communications. She called her agent to explain the situation. She told him that she was in London with Brooklyn, enjoying some time together away from the cameras and intensive training. Her agent, though initially concerned about the implications for her career, appreciated Alex's transparency and promised to handle any professional requests or commitments in a way that would not affect her privacy.

After speaking with her agent, Alex reached out to her sisters and parents. She told them about her decision to take a break in London with Brooklyn and assured them that everything was fine. Her sisters, who had always been her closest support network, understood her need for space and sent her their unconditional love and support. Her parents, although somewhat shocked by the sudden decision, trusted Alex's judgment and assured her that they were there for her at all times.

After making sure her loved ones were informed and protected from media intrusion, Alex picked up Brooklyn's phone with determination. She had learned how to handle the negative comments and attacks on social media, but this time she was determined to protect Brooklyn from any unfair or harmful criticism.

Brooklyn, with an expression somewhere between amused and exasperated, rolled her eyes at Alex's protective gesture. She decided not to argue and instead turned to her guitar.

She sat on the floor of the cozy living room of the house in London, with the guitar propped on her legs. As she played the first notes of a song that had been brewing in her mind, her eyes met Alex's, who watched with a mix of admiration and love. It was an intimate moment, where the music filled the space between them, and Blue, walked around behind Brooklyn, sometimes curiously approaching the camera that Alex had ready to record.

With each chord and each word, Brooklyn sang with a sincerity that is only found in songs written from the heart. Alex, not missing a detail, captured the moment on video, focusing on both Brooklyn and Blue, who occasionally peeked playfully at the camera before being gently guided out of frame by Alex.

Midway through the song, when Brooklyn looked up from her guitar and her eyes met Alex's, she whispered an 'I love you'. It was a spontaneous yet profound moment, a silent acknowledgement of the love and connection they shared beyond words.

In the video, the music and the images captured the essence of their love: Brooklyn's music, Blue's reassuring presence, and Alex's warm gaze, which was determined to protect their shared happiness.

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