𝔅𝔢 𝔪𝔶 𝔰𝔦𝔫𝔰 - [Daredevil, Matt Murdock]

II.

(Trigger warning: Attempted sexual assault and mentions of eating disorder.)

Arabella Oublié.

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It was just another Tuesday afternoon in New York for Arabella.
She looked like an angel as she posed for the camera, with the sun setting behind her. Everything about her was a strong contrast to the weary city part in the background, Hell's Kitchen.

The photoshoot had made quite a few people stop to look, they weren't really used to stuff like that happening in their area. Arabella didn't mind the extra attention, but she couldn't help but become a little nervous and extra aware of herself.
She was only just getting used to red carpets, paparazzis and fans, but this was all still somewhat new to her since her and Raoul had only been doing it for a year.
No firms or agencies, just the two of them and a lot of hard work and long travels.
Their story and success was quickly and widely spread to the best of the best in the industry and soon they were accepting photoshoots with Vogue, Gucci and Chanel and had television appearances and runways.

"Darling get your coat, let's get out of here. Shoot is over, you were perfect, Anna Wintour is gonna love it." Arabella couldn't help but chuckle as Raoul, walked over to her dramatically with her coat in his hand.

"Thanks Raoul.. but I think I'm gonna go grab a coffee or a hot chocolate in a café actually. It's just a few blocks over if you wanna come with?" Raoul frowned as Arabella took her jacket and put it on.
"I can't sweetie, it's date-night and I still have some paperwork in our new office that needs to be sorted before tonight. Chris will literally kill me if I'm late again.."

"Totally forgot Tuesday is date-night, sorry.. Oh, well you better get going then, I'll be fine. Will you be there next week for that Chanel ad?" She hugged Raoul tightly.
"I'm your manager, of course I'll be there! And, it's a freaking Chanel ad!" He squealed excitedly. Arabella laughed and nodded.
"Okay then, see you..— And tell Chris I said hi! I haven't seen him in forever."

"I will, now go get your hot chocolate, you deserve it. I dare you though, get whipped cream or marshmallows on it.. I'll make you throw it up." Arabella laughed at his fake threat before she waved goodbye and disappeared between the many people on the street.

Raoul and her had always joked about throwing up to get thinner, but Raoul didn't know Arabella had actually been doing it in secret.
And if he did, he sure as hell would've scolded her for doing so and he would've never joked about it.

Arabella was still wearing the outfit she had modelled in, but it actually wasn't that flashy and looked pretty casual in comparison to the other people on the street seeing as they were mostly business men and women in suits on their way home for the day.

Arabella closed her eyes for a moment enjoying the evening sun, it was only just peaking at her through two enormous buildings.
Opening her eyes again Arabella smiled as she spotted the small coffee shop she'd told Raoul about.
The sign was made out of an old piece of wood and some white paint. Arabella enjoyed the rustique feeling it gave her as she entered the familiar shop.
Besides her apartment this was the place she spent most of her free-time.

"Welcome to Daily Grind, what can I get you?" The girl behind the counter asked with a nervous smile.
She's new. Arabella thought subtly looking her up and down.
Definitely new, I don't recall seeing her here before.

"Just a hot chocolate please." Arabella said smiling back. The girl nodded shortly and then began making the hot drink.
Arabella stood in silence for a short while before a thought popped in her mind.
The girl hadn't asked for Arabella's name as they usually did here?
As if she had said her thoughts out loud the girl returned with Arabella's hot cocoa.
"One hot chocolate for.." The girl held a short pause while scribbling on the cup before handing it over the desk. "—Arabella."