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Chapter Five

What are you thinking of the book so far?

Do you have any ideas for might happen?

Or any suggestions for ideas?

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Alessia was both angry and upset at the events that had happened over the last few days.

There was no forgiving her sister for the way that she had treated her after a successful event. At least not right now.

Since their talk, Alessia hadn't spoken to Elizabeth once and instead, she shut herself in her office and began drawing up designs for new collections. In one corner of the room was crumpled up paper of drawings that she either didn't like, or wouldn't be very 'Cadieux' friendly.

As she tossed another piece of paper to the growing pile, she sat back in her chair and let out a deep sigh.

The way she was feeling was exactly how she felt when this all started. Like she had to be shut away from the world and only come out at night when the coast was clear.

This time was different, of course. Instead, it was Alessia's own demons that were bringing her down. That mixed with the interaction with Taylor.

Taylor was the last person that she expected to see that day, or ever.

Not after that day.

For whatever reason, Alessia always found herself wanting to hide if she ever made contact with Taylor. That's why it surprised her that she accepted the invitation to meeting up and hashing things out.

She didn't know if that was going to help with how she felt about everything. But, since she fixed everything else in her life... surely this is the easiest of them all?

Whenever Alessia began to think about agreeing to meet up with Taylor, the nerves took over and all she could think about was the time that Taylor left her in the dark. After months of being there for the blonde, and listening to her cries about the world hating her, Alessia thought that they had something special.

At the beginning of Alessia's messy divorce settlement ( and 'messy' era ), Taylor was there for her. Just like how Alessia had been there.

The two got closer than ever during the times that they had both had to hide away from the public eye. They seen each other at their lowest. Yet, they both fell hard for one another.

That was until everything changed.

"Do you think we could just stay here forever? You and me, hiding from the world and building a new life?" Alessia thought out loud. Her legs were tangled with Taylor's under the bed sheets, and her thumb drew shapes on Taylor's torso as she lay her head on her chest.

This was the new normal for them, being tangled underneath the bedsheets and stealing kisses around the house. This was their safe space.

Alessia could barely leave the house without a camera pointed in her direction.

So home was the only place that she found herself these days.

And always accompanied by Taylor.

Taylor laughed in response to her comment. "Oh yeah, because that would go down well." she rolled her eyes playfully, but it didn't mean that it wasn't something that she wanted.

Alessia didn't see that side to it, however.

Sitting up a little, Alessia wanted to hear more about what she wanted to say about it.