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Bette
But instead, I pushed myself back into the direction of the bustling markets and joyful carolers, finding myself feeling strangely isolated, an observer of the festivities rather than a participant.
As I stepped through the majestic entrance of Galeries Lafayette, the iconic Christmas tree graced the atrium. It soared towards the heavens, adorned with an array of ornaments that glistened and sparkled like jewels. Around the tree, clusters of shoppers marveled at the dazzling holiday displays. Every corner of Galeries Lafayette seemed to embrace the holiday spirit.
The book department had those garlands of evergreen and crimson ribbons hanging on the shelves. I picked up a book, Renee was a sucker for cheesy novels. But was she in the mood to read about a happily ever after?
I put it back down and sauntered to the perfumery department, where the associate curved her fire red lips into an eager smile. Euro signs flashed in her eyes when I picked up a large bottle of Chanel no. 5. ’Excellent choice.’ She said.
But I thought; that bottle would outlive even me. I sighed. Christmas shopping was supposed to be a fun, relaxing event. In between the clusters of shoppers, marveling at the holiday displays, I stepped into a true winter wonderland of lace and satin and cringed. The overpowering scent of rose petals and satin filled my nostrils. Rows upon rows of delicate bras and panties hung like trophies, each one seemingly vying for attention with its own unique shade of blush pink or baby blue. Because, clearly, this was the season to showcase our intimate attire in colors that could rival a pastel rainbow.
And let’s not forget the sales associate, who seemed to have perfected the art of appearing helpful while subtly raised an eyebrow as I looked at a black lineage set.
The fabric felt soft and luxurious against my fingertips, elegant and sensual. Delicate lace panels adorned the cups of the bra, and teased my imagination. Slender straps, with tiny satin bows, added a touch of flirtatious playfulness. The set was completed with a garter belt, its satin ribbon inviting for a playful game of seduction.
’Would you like to try it on?’ The associate asked.
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This is so well written, you can almost touch the pain, the sadness, the guilt, the sorrow but also the love she has for Tina.
I love how you let us read and feel the inner thoughts of both Tina and Bette.
I feel shrunken. Everything is so sad, you write their feelings in such a clear manner it’s almost as if I’m the one going through the heartach
When I saw 2.0, I thought, how could this original be improved or redone, but OMG you capture raw emotion so well. The pain, hurt, longing… love. Most excellent.
Even if I want to slap Bette regularly I so enjoy this story. The change of perspective is perfect to put the puzzle of what happend between the once happy couple together. I hope Bette will get over herself and her anger soon and starts talking to Tina.