In 1950's Paris, pure and kind Cara Didina is a young starlet who dreams of becoming the best actress. She travels all the way to America to join Hollywood, but realizes that the hardships of making it big comes to reality. Unexpectedly, Cara soon b...
The darling cafe was beautiful inside. The aroma of coffee and sweet beignets filled the light atmosphere. Of course, it didn't compare to the cafe's and restaurants back in Paris, but it was a close second since because it reminded Cara and Rosella of home. On the way here, swarms of Rosella's and even Cara's new fans followed their limousine. The excitement of being chased everywhere you go, is slightly becoming second nature for Cara... almost. The two girls ordered two liégeois, or lightly sweetened coffee ice cream and delicious crème brûlée. There were musicians who played authentic music that made everything feel like France.
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Cara sighed while looking around her. "It kinda does feel like Paris. Not really, but I suppose it's pretty close."
The girls both chuckled together.
"It's certainly not France, but it does make traveling a little easier. This is the only place I come here for sweet beignets. There have been many times where I do miss my Parii though." Rosella had a beautiful little French accent, similar to Cara's. Just sitting across from her, Cara could understand why Cristhian had thought they were so similar.
Cara tried the sweet liégeois, its creaminess almost making her swoon aloud. She closed her eyes and laughed. "Oh, the memories. My father would take my brothers and I for these when we were children. Oh, it's been so long."
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Rosella giggled softly. "Before I became an actress, I was apart of beauty pageants and modeling. My mother made sure herself my health and my figure was perfectly in shape. Of course, I loved and was very much into sports, but my mother didn't allow me to even eat one sweet tart. I won all the pageants, and I became a renowned, international supermodel just like she wanted. My family couldn't be happier. Best part is that now that I have risen to fame, I have all the freedom to eat as many beignets as I want."
"You have such an amazing life..." Cara sighed again, "It's no wonder how fabulous you look too."
"You have an excellent figure as well, Cara," Rosella gestured with a nod, "You should walk the runways with me. There are tons of high fashion shows in Italy and perhaps you can start your modeling career along with your acting career."
