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An epistolary affair
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That day sealed forever our unspoken promise that none of our following anniversaries would ever go by without our very own precious barter.
Two years… Since you entered my life.
… The happiest two years of my existence.
I will never forget that moment when I read your letter giving me the answer I had yearned for ever since I had returned from Chapel Hill. I thought I was going to die from happiness and excitement…
You were coming back to me… To stay… Forever.
Your leaving New York and your whole life behind was the greatest proof of your love, and every morning waking up next to you is a miracle that shows me how incredibly lucky I am…
God, I could spend hours just watching you sleep, or paint… Just watching you and reveling in the fact that you are in my life, that you are my whole world…
Just watching you…
That night at the Rodin Museum’s Garden, T…
I had been watching you…
… For a very long time.
We had both been looking forward to that concert.
Tchaikovsky… Your favorite.
It was a private concert, but luckily those few years at the Louvre had earned me some valuable connections, and I would have gladly sucked every pompous ass on the French art scene just to see that wonderful smile on your face when I showed you the tickets.
That’s why that trip to Germany couldn’t have had a worse timing… But I had been trying to get that artist for months, and I really couldn’t afford to miss the opportunity.
You understood, and I convinced you to go to the concert without me. But I could see the shadow of disappointment on your face… And I hated the feeling.
So I took the earliest flight to Berlin, and spent the following hours on the phone and hopping from one taxi to another, in order to hunt my artist down and meet with him three hours earlier than originally planned.
By the end of the afternoon, I was in a plane back home. .. I wanted to surprise you.
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Absolutely brilliant. Thank you both for a wonderful story.
Another high level!!! wow!!!!!
Truly amazing. This is one of the sweetest most romantic B&T stories that I’ve ever read. I was totally captured from beginning to end and so glad you both came back with an epilogue. Looking forward to your solo acts but hope you will think about teaming up again sometime.
Well done, ladies! One of the most touching, beautiful TiBettes I have ever read.
Wow – just…wow. Absolutely and truly amazing. Thank you for sharing this beautiful story…hopefully the first of more to follow….
Absolutely beautiful. Thank you for sharing this amazing story.
This has been without a doubt one of the most interesting, well written, romantic, beautiful stories I’ve read in a long, long time. Thank you both so much. I’ve really enjoyed reading it and feeling like I was right there. Hope you two can team up again sometime. I’ll be looking forward to anything either of you write on your own as well. Great job!!! :)
Excellent, magnificent, splendid, wonderful. Lack adjectives to express how much this story was spectacular. Congratulations to both of you.
Now that I have read the other half of the story, I have a better understanding of the letters orders. Thanks to you both.
Beautiful
Wow this is amazing! I really wish this could go on. But I really loved how it ended. Bravo!
You both did a phenomenal job with this piece. I thoroughly enjoyed it and admire both of you as gifted storytellers. I look forward to more work that you two may be willing to share with us in the future. Bravo!
I read this last chapter two days ago, but once again and surpisingy enough I couldn’t post my comments then, but luckily it seems now that I’ve read chappie for the third time ( yes !! ) I can. But I believe this is exactly how it is suppoed to be. I guess one only deserves to post their comments on this marvellous story once they’ve read it three times or more otherwise they just haven’t delighted themselves ( is this a word ? ) with the sound and meaning of every single word. Ladies, did I mention I had loved this story ? I hope you’ll find a way to “work” together again for I’m already missing your Bette and Tina.
And and by the way, I’m really sorry about the multiple typos in my previous post. This is an insult to your poetry, but I guess I was so overwhelmed by your prose, that it didn’t even occur to me to “proofread” my post before hitting “submit”. I’m very sorry about that.
Excellent!Please continue writing.
Marvellous.
Does it exist? Such happiness? Thanks for making us dreaming about it. (hope dies last..)
Wonderfully awesome. So very brilliant. Thank you both you you. What an excellent story. Thank you again.
Ladies… Standing Ovation!! To both of you Kins and Kw!! :-) … You give me story, where each chapter made me want to read more, where each moment told and described fluttered my heart with hope and dream of that great love and romance… When I thought the previous chapter almost killing me with the hanging ending, boy how wrong I was!! But this epilogue is!! It left me speechless and dreamy! for love with such sweetness and romantic and it’s written in so deeper details/description… and it’s such an open ending too…!! If someday you have time and willing to write more as continuation based on this story, I would be in the front line to read that!! :-) but for now.. Let it be… ;-) will look forward to your next creation and may I thank you again for your willingness to share your marvelous talent! :-) … Well I wish to write more compliment for you ladies just to show my appreciation.. But hey!! I am still busy doing this standing ovation for you :-p hehe… Brava!!!
Sweet, sweet both of you..If this is a kind of torture …then by all means..do it all the time… OMG they are having Babies?!!. Twins?… Thanks for the epi..Guys!
sweeeeeeeeeeeet
Absolutely beautiful and brought back memory’s for me.
“Our goodbye that morning tore me apart, and all I remember from the moments following your departure are the agonizing minutes it took me to reach the parking lot, before I broke down in the confined shelter of my car. ”
This was me 9 years ago..she came for a week but she had to go.bur not for long ..she came to live with me and we made our life together much like these two except the baby part lol…so thank you for the sweet memory’s…