Becoming Eloise

Becoming Eloise

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Eloise Bellanova is kind, clumsy, anxiety stricken, confused, but utterly funny. She is everything, and yet, somehow, not enough. Until one person appears. One spark. One moment that shifts everything she thought she knew about herself. Suddenly, being Eloise isn't just being herself anymore it's becoming someone she never imagined she could be. Sneak peak from chapter 3 :) "So how did it go with the hot customer?" She says all giddy, bouncing up and down while she is sat. I roll my eyes and smile at her as I start to get dressed. "Uh, he helped me change the tire and then we went on our way." I say simply, before throwing on my sports bra. "Are you fucking kidding me?! Thats it? You didn't get his number or anything?" She says shockingly. Her eyes following me around my room as I throw on my leggings. "Faye he's a customer, and I just met the guy. I gave him a good recommendation and he helped me with my tire and thats it." I say giving her that 'don't press it look'. I watch as she rolls her eyes and throws her body back on the bed groaning loudly. "El are you for real? He was checking you out that whole transaction, and when you bent down to grab that eighth his eyes never left your ass. This guy is your ticket to love. Im calling it right now." She says mater of factly and crosses her arms over her chest with a humph. "Faye, I think thats pushing it off of only one transaction and a tire replacement." I laugh and walk over to my makeup vanity, starting to pull out all my makeup. "You know damn well that it wasn't." She says turning towards me. "You keep saying you need this 'break' well the world just threw it in your face and you still can't even see it." I feel my stomach churn and I shake my head softly before I turn back to my makeup and start to do it. Was she right? It seems far fetched to me.
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Valeria didn't rush. She never did. Inez was pinned beneath her, wrist locked overhead, the hold precise and impersonal. Not pain. Control. Inez scoffed anyway. "That's it?" she sneered. "I've had tutors scarier than you." Valeria said nothing. The silence pressed in. "You don't scare me," Inez added, louder. Brattier. "You just-" "Enough." One word. Flat. Final. Valeria lifted Inez's chin with two fingers, detached as a correction. "Look at me," she said coolly. "If you're going to embarrass yourself, do it properly." Inez laughed, brittle. "You think this makes you powerful?" "I don't think," Valeria replied. "I decide." Her gaze never wavered. "You provoke because it's the last control you have." "I don't belong to you," Inez snapped. Valeria leaned in, voice razor-thin. "You are my wife. You belong to consequences." She released her grip. "Say it." "No." Valeria waited. The quiet broke Inez, she hated being ignored. "...I'll behave, I'll be a good girl" Inez muttered. "Specify." Inez swallowed hard. "...I'll be your good girl" Valeria stepped back, already distant. "Good," she said. "Remember why." #1 older women-13th February (FAST PACE BOOK)

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