✔️Romance || WomanxWoman || short novelette was written together with bibi_the_nomad
Sarcastic, sharp-tongued Ava Allard didn't get to college. Almost ten years have passed since then, but the young woman is still working at her mom's misfortunate (...
"Not yet. I'm still waiting for your fictional boyfriends to show up."
She made a face like she's about to throw up, "I guess Teo told you about it? That idiot is even deeper in the closet right now than I ever was. All his bravado is just a screen hiding the little Mexican boy from a poor family who got teased in school."
I wanted to hug her. I missed the scent of her, longing to touch her soft skin. But I held back.
"I'll have a sandwich and a cup of tea. I've had enough coffee for today," I replied.
"I'll order everything. Let me take care of you."
I didn't answer.
As she ordered tea, a few French girls surrounded her.
"Isn't that you, Bo? And is this the redhead love you found? Oh, how romantic! We're all rooting for you! Can we take a picture?" the girls spoke in English with the cutest French accents. Why do French accents sound so cute? Why does my English accent sound so dull?
"Just with me, girls. Ava's a bit shy," Bo said in perfect French.
The girls smiled. "Of course! Your French is amazing."
Of course her accent is totally amazing. I mean, she went to Harvard, so yeah. Everyone just sees her as this doll who talks about beauty stuff all the time, but she's actually really smart. Like, she wouldn't have achieved anything otherwise. Even with rich parents, you can still end up as a total airhead, no matter how much they invest in you.
When they left, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Open the last chapter," Bo urged.
I quickly skimmed through it.
"Did you really write this?" I asked, glancing up at Bo.
"Yeah, as you can see..." Bo trailed off.
"What about your parents and your brand-manager, and Teo the jerk? He said a lot to me back then."
"Well... My parents were surprised, but my brother and sister suspected it for a while, so no big issues there. Teo has always been a pain in the ass, he blabbed that he had told you a bunch of nonsense. I didn't talk to him for a while, but then I forgave him, because he nagged all his pansexual connections (he probably slept with everyone) and found out you were in France. That's all I knew. So, here I am, lurking here hoping to meet you, even hired a private detective."
"No way."
"Yeah."
"Can I hug you?"
"Yes."
"Kiss you?"
"Yes."
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