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    1 Tina

    Story written on August 13, 2023 by BetteisBetter.
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    Story Shortlink: https://lesfan.com/?p=115420
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    Was everything ok? It would already be progress if one thing would be ok, let alone everything. Everything was something that was such a long time ago. ’Bette came home. My wife.’ I blurted out and met her frown. I met Kate a couple of years ago, while shortly working on a project when I

    Was everything ok? It would already be progress if one thing would be ok, let alone everything. Everything was something that was such a long time ago. ’Bette came home. My wife.’ I blurted out and met her frown. I met Kate a couple of years ago, while shortly working on a project when I was still living in LA. She was extremely talented and with her big mouth made sure, no one fucked with her. Two months ago she had joined the team in Paris and we sometimes went out for a drink, but why the fuck would I share something like this?

    In return she checked her watch as if to say; ’what the fuck are you still doing here then?’ Instead she looked up and smiled. ’Do you want another drink?’

    ’I think I’m going to call it a night.’

    She nodded. ’Your wife.’ The way she looked at me said she wanted to ask something more, but I appreciated she didn’t. It would be so hard to explain why I came here in the first place, let alone why I was still sitting here instead of being home, with my wife who had just returned home after being absent for five months. As a matter of fact I didn’t want to explain it. Not even to myself. I threw my napkin at the table and excused myself.

    1.3 Tina

    When I parked my car in front of the Haussmannian apartment complex, the light in the living room was on. All over Paris, the Haussmanian windows looked quite the same, it was part of the charm. It was hard to imagine that behind each of them a different life story unfolded. My life here, behind these windows had started as a fairytale, one I couldn’t get enough of. Even the fact that Bette’s aunt – practically my mother in law lived one floor down didn’t matter. I was addicted to the happiness that it oozed and I felt untouchable. I scoffed into the chill night air before entering the building.My footsteps on the cold marble sounded hesitant. I quickened my pace ascending the staircase, hoping that the act of movement would somehow quell the storm of emotions raging inside me. Resolutely I slid the key in the hole and swung the door open. It amazed me how little time it took her scent to return. It had infuriated me that I hadn’t been able to stop myself from searching for it. Her old shirt under my pillow, a testament to it. As I stepped into the hallway her unique scent wrapped around me like a silk embrace. I swallowed and dropped my laptop bag on the table next to the coat rack. Her suitcases stood lined up, as if still deliberating whether to stay, or go.

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    1. Hey ladies,

      Welcome back!

      I do remember Renee and the story of last year. I totally loved that one but this rewrite is catching my interest as well.

      My heart is breaking for Bette and Tina, i want to cry for them and hope and wish they will find the love they once had.

      And Renee being so sick, no cure possible. The catalist for Bette returning to Paris.

      I’m looking forward to read the other parts.

    2. A re-write? I’m curious to see what you’ve changed. I loved it the first time around and was waiting for an update.
      Well, I’m off to reading now. :-)

    3. I was exciting seeing the tittle (not knowing of the meaning of 2.0 was). read the story eagerly, thinking it was another chapter of the other story. but then I read, Renee is still alive? hmm.. must be a past story, then.. I thought.. hmm.. it’s weird, the storyline seems different from the one without 2.0.
      then I read Author Note, I should have read it sooner… hehehehe.. (so sorry.. I didn’t read the author note from the beginning because how eager I was to read it) so it is different story, with almost the same background .. and now I wonder what is the difference from the other one? well… my impression reading this one is less bitterness, a lot of stubbornness from both side,, and that makes me wonder what happened with them?

      I love both stories, and can’t wait for the next one.. and thank you for sharing your work with us..

    5. I must say that this story is rather confusing to me… As you have no introduction into any background on this story. Who is Renee? Who is “I”… what’s going on… I am sorry to say that after 3 pages I simply quit reading as I still had no clue as what I was reading. If you are depending on the reader having read another story to figure out who these people are and what is going on, then you need to say so. But your story is like waking up and finding yourself somewhere you have never been before with people you do not know and why you or they are there… With any good story… you cannot assume your reader knows anything…. you must tell the reader what they need to know to get into the story..

      I do remember your last story…. but I also remember that I had a great deal of difficulty following who was talking in your dialogue sequences… thus, I had a great deal of difficulty discerning the story line… Is this Bette talking or is it Tina? I guess some enjoy that style of story telling… I will say that I enjoyed Desert Rose far more than Uncharted Territory.

      Good luck with this one. I wish you much success…

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