The Move

Chapter 3

Marinette and Alya arrive at the patisserie. They go up to Marinette's room.
"Can you tell me now?" Alya asks, getting impatient.
"Fine, but promise you won't be mad" Marinette says
"I promise, now spill" Alya eagerly exclaims
"I have...I have to move to China." Marinette says, wincing at the pain of the words she just said.
"WHAT?!"
"The patisserie isn't doing very well and...and" Marinette says now starting to cry. "My parents can't afford it anymore. Since the patisserie comes with the house, we can't afford the house either. My Uncle Cheng has extra rooms in his house and he said we could move in there." Marinette is full blown sobbing at this point. "I know it isn't fair Alya, but I can't do anything about it." Alya is staring at the ground, trying to hide the fact that she is on the verge of tears. " Alya, please say something" Marinette says softly. Alya wipes her eyes before looking up at Marinette.
"It's okay Mari" she says as she hugs her. "We'll be okay."
"Thanks Alya."
"What if we can help the patisserie?" Alya said. She was trying to find a way to help. She couldn't bear thinking about losing her best friend.
"I have already asked my parents, there's nothing we can do. I am so sorry Alya" Marinette said, still crying her eyes out.
"Hey, it's okay. This isn't your fault Mari."
"But it is. Maybe if I would've helped out with the patisserie more, we.
wouldn't be stuck in this position."
"Mari, it isn't your fault so quit saying that. Just promise me one thing."
"What?"
"You will tell Adrien how you feel before you leave." Alya says in a serious voice. Alya normally made jokes like this but Marinette knew that she wasn't joking around this time.
"Alya no! I can't tell him. What if he doesn't feel the same."
"You have nothing to lose, you're moving anyway. Just promise me, okay?"
"Okay" Marinette says with a desperate voice.
"When do you have to leave?" Alya asked
"In a couple weeks."
"Then you better hop to it" Alya says with a smirk.