"How do you say idiot in Italian?"
"Bell'uomo."
[ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑛]
"You're a bell'uomo."
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
Isabelle Ariti just needed someone to talk to, and Leonardo Rossi happened to be there. He was her escape and she was his. Her obsession...
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° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 °
Isabelle
We never did make it to the wedding.
Well, Leo didn't.
It wasn't either of our choices really.
I know what you're thinking, Belle is this another joke?
No, so shut up and let me have my moment.
Okay.
Leo never did make it back here.
One day I just woke up and saw him chopped into tiny little pieces next to me, no one ever found out who the murderer was.
And we'll never know who.
We weren't made to have a happy ending.
Sorry.
I felt like doing that one last time.
"Are you getting ready right now?" I asked Leo through the phone.
"Tying my tie Amore," he responded.
"Make sure it's straight," I said watching James move around the room, "oh, and please don't wear the squeaky shoes."
"Got to go in that case," he said making me smile, "I love you."
"I love you too," I said before hanging up.
I turned to James, "Why are you acting like a freak?"
"I've never been someone's maid of honor, this is stressful."
"We'll get a fucking grip."
James is in fact my maid of honor, Ara is Lee's best man or woman or whatever. James complained that since I was his favorite he should be my maid of honor, Ara didn't mind and it was a fun change of plans so I'm rolling with it.
Someone knocked on the door making all of us turn our heads. Enzo walked in looking at me, "Where's my tie?"
I told him I had a special tie I need him to wear.
I was kind and let him wear a suit so I got to choose the tie, it's just a regular tie but with flowers on it, "Here and look at the cute basket I got," I said showing him it.
