"Promise you'll come back."
After their scare at the bridge, Cordélia and Guzmán were now at the airport where the girl would fly off for the remaining of the summer. She was trying her best not to cry as the boy rested his arms around her hips, holding her close, wishing to never let her go. She took his face in her hands, her teary eyes meeting his before she spoke softly:
"I promise."
After one last kiss, the French girl took her bags and left without looking back. She wasn't sure whether she could keep this promise, she wasn't sure to ever see Las Encinas again, but she knew she would always go back to Guzmán and their friends.
From the plane's window, Cordélia watched Madrid disappear under her eyes, she wondered when she would see the town again, and Guzmán, and their friends. Marina's death had changed them forever, and Cordélia prayed that nothing like that would ever happen to them again. This summer would be a challenging one, and the French girl had no idea of what was coming next.
"Maybe I'm just a kid in love
Oh, baby
If this is what it's like falling in love
Then I don't ever wanna grow up'
Kid in Love – Shawn Mendes
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FanfictionENGLISH VERSION "Cause we don't have the time to be sorry So baby be the life of the party" Cordélia wasn't who she seemed to be, but who really was? How could she be the perfect daughter when her mother's death destroyed her years ago? How could s...
