Eléa Bellerose is a mysterious girl, no one knows what she's feeling or thinking. She lost her mother at birth due maternal death, making her feel guilty her whole life. Her only friend in this cruel world is her older brother, but when he gets kill...
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Eléa Bellerose
"Bye Marchesi." I say while trying to close the door, but failing.
Alessio pushes the door back open, "Can't I get a goodbye kiss?" he pleads.
"No, I'm going to be late." I joke, once again trying to close the door but failing.
Alessio pushes the door all the way open and grabs my wait with his left hand and my jaw with the other, before slamming his lips on mine.
His kisses make my thoughts stop, my stomach flutter and my heart melt. I can't describe it any other way—
"Alright, enough loverbirds. Bye Alessio, see you hopefully not soon, but probably and sadly will." Dova says while rolling her eyes and pushing Alessio out of my house.
The door slams shut and Dova speaks, "Alright, spill." she says while walking towards the bathroom.
"There's nothing to spill, really." I answer while walking behind her.
She stops, turns around and arches her brow. "Do you think I'm stupid?"
"Huh?"
"Actually, let's chat." She says while grabbing my wrist and pulling me into my bathroom.
She grabs her makeup out of her bag and gestures to start getting ready.
"What's wrong?" I ask.
"What is going on with you two?" She asks while applying her foundation.
I sigh, not knowing what to answer. "I don't know, I honestly don't know." I manage to say.
"Look, you're having a relationship with no strings attached. I mean there's nothing wrong with that, but I will warn you though." She speaks.
"Where are you going with this?" I ask, kind of knowing the answer.
"It's all going too fast Eléa, something's off."
"It's not! I don't know what you're talking about." I answer, feeling anger in my insides.
"Don't forget to think and feel." She says while looking in the mirror throughout the whole conversation.
"This is bullshit, I don't know what you're talking about." I say, finally looking away from her.
