In The Forgotten Gilmore, Alessia Gilmore grapples with adolescence in Stars Hollow, a town where gossip flows as freely as coffee at Luke's Diner. Overshadowed by her mother Lorelai's bond with twin sister Rory, Alessia finds solace in her irrevere...
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Rory grabbed Logan's hand and pulled him off the dance floor, a mischievous grin spreading across her face.
"Where are we going?" Logan asked, raising an eyebrow.
"How should I know? What, do you think I have a plan or something? Geez," Rory replied, rolling her eyes as she grabbed a bottle of champagne from the bar. "Live in the moment, Huntzberger."
She walked toward the exit, glancing back over her shoulder. "Coming?"
Logan looked around, then shrugged and followed her, a smile creeping onto his face.
Once inside the private room, Rory closed the door behind them, leaning against it with a playful glint in her eye. "Champagne?" she offered, holding out the bottle.
Logan took a sip and handed it back to her. Rory drank deeply, a rush of confidence filling her.
"Look, are you sure you want to do this?" Logan asked, concern creeping into his expression.
"I just want to know what it would be like," Rory said, leaning in closer. She kissed him, and Logan looked her up and down, surprised yet intrigued.
"I feel like I'm kissing a guy," he joked.
Rory rolled her eyes, undeterred, and kissed him again. "And apparently I had no idea what I was missing," he murmured, deepening the kiss.
Lost in the moment, they were startled when the door swung open.
"Hey, Rory. Grandma wants a picture," Lorelai said, peeking in.
Rory and Logan pulled apart, their cheeks flushed.
"Mom!" Rory exclaimed, a mix of embarrassment and annoyance flooding her voice.
"You're at your grandparents' wedding vow renewal! Get it together, Rory!" Lorelai chided, shaking her head.
Behind Lorelai, Alessia stepped into the room, her heart sinking as she saw her sister and Logan together. A storm of emotions brewed within her, but she remained silent, her lips pressed into a thin line.
"What is going on here?" Alessia asked, her voice tinged with disbelief.
Her gaze flickered between Rory and Logan, each heartbeat amplifying her disappointment. She felt as though the air had been sucked from the room, her chest tightening with a mix of heartbreak and frustration.
"Seriously? On a day like today?" she continued, her tone sharp and accusatory. "You're making out while our grandparents are right outside! What the hell, Rory!"
Logan shifted uncomfortably, looking for an escape route. Rory opened her mouth to defend herself, but Alessia wasn't finished.
"This isn't some kind of joke, Rory! You're better than this!"
As Alessia spoke, her heart ached at the sight of the boy she liked kissing her sister. She fought back the turmoil inside, unwilling to let her feelings spill out.
"Just... just go," she snapped, her frustration boiling over.
Lorelai exchanged a worried glance with Rory, sensing the rift between the sisters.
"Let's just take a breath, okay?" Lorelai suggested, stepping into the room, but Alessia had already turned on her heel and stormed out.
As the door slammed behind her, the atmosphere shifted, leaving Rory and Logan in an uncomfortable silence, the weight of their actions suddenly more significant.
