❝𝒎𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒆𝒊𝒑𝒆𝒊𝒔.❞
(you're missing from me.)
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𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔
Iva Laurent lost her parents when she was eight. Sold to the black market by her only relative left on this earth, she was l...
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LONDON January Location: Assigned Apartment
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After Jax left the apartment, I tried to brush off all the bother as I busied myself to unpack my things. Realising that there's an easel in my room, I sighed in slight dejection that my paints and brushes were still left back in my old apartment. I sat around in the room and stared at the easel for a while before I decided to grab the car keys and head out.
"I'm heading out, you guys need a lift somewhere?" I asked, swinging the car keys idly with my finger. Vivienne and Seth turned and looked towards me, their expression also showed the slight weirdness that all of us are suddenly under the same roof.
"Could you drop me off at the grocery store?" Seth asked. "The fridge's empty."
"And we can't possibly let you go hungry," Vivienne teased, mimicking Jax's accent and tone, "Iva, you have to get up for me to get you something to eat." She rolled on the couch to face me while giving me a thumbs-up as she cackled away, "Gods, that was so hilarious!"
One corner of Seth's lips twitched unamusingly as he stared at Vivienne while the heat already stretched from my neck all the way up to my forehead. I groaned, "Shut up!"
"Oh dearest, don't say you didn't enjoy sitting with Jax," she winked at me and I threatened to poke her eye with my finger. Shielding her eyes with her hands, she continued to make fun of me with as she sang, "You know you like it but you're scared of the shame—"
Glaring at her, my hand shot out to cover over her mouth, "That's enough or I'll leave you alone at home."
"Gee, you're no fun." She pulled my hand away from her face and flipped her hair over her shoulder. "I thrive on gossips, but you guys don't feed me any."
I rolled my eyes at her and Seth was side-eyeing her with a judgemental look on his face. He asked her, "You're going or you're not?"
"I shall tag along with Sethie!" Vivienne jumped on the couch and wrapped her hands around Seth's shoulder while ruffling his hair into a nest of mess. "Iva, where are you heading to?"
"Art store," I replied. "I'll drop you guys at the grocery store first and I'll fetch you guys again after I'm done."
"Sounds like a plan," Vivienne nodded approvingly. Then, she went ahead to grab her wallet and phone before the three of us left the apartment complex.
As we have agreed upon, I dropped the both of them first before I followed the GPS and pulled over in front of an art store three streets away from the apartment. Just as I approached the store, the glass automatic doors slid open and warm air rushed out from the inside together with the characteristic scent of paints and turpentine. Brimmed with happiness, I was comforted by the knowledge of something familiar in this foreign place.
