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    Music Is My Savior

    "There’s my baby girl. Oh, I missed you so much"

    She kissed Angelica’s baby soft cheek and hugged her little girl before placing her more comfortably on her hip. It was then that she noticed a soft glow coming from the back yard. She approached the flickering light with curiosity and the closer she got, the more she could make out what had been waiting for her outside. When she reached the french doors, Bette felt like the biggest asshole on the planet.

    Fuck . .

    The backyard had been beautifully decorated and it was easy to see the care taken into creating such a sight, each little detail further increasing Bette’s guilt.

    A small round table sat the center complete with two place settings and two lit candles in the middle however, both were nearly melted all the way down. An ice bucket contained with what was now a bucket filled with iced water supported an unopened champagne bottle. Chinese lanterns hung overhead, the dim light added to the romantic atmosphere.

    To the side Bette could see a small radio resting on the porch, a tiny red light indicating the radio was on but no music played. Further inspection showed Bette that the song list on the iPod attached had ended. It had been labeled "Happy Anniversary, Baby" and it was filled with all of Bette and Tina’s favorite slow songs.

    Everything was perfect, or at least it would have been if Bette had shown up on time.

    I’m such an idiot

    She couldn’t move, her body glued in place as she took in the beautiful sight that Tina had created for them. Bette silently cursed herself over and over, wondering how she could have forgotten such a special occasion. She had ruined everything and she hated herself for it.

    The brunette turned away before she made a mess of what should have been their anniversary dinner, her rage fueling her to break something. Things had been going so badly at work as she dealt with shipment issues, the contractors being behind schedule and just a whole mess of other things that made Bette want to pull out her hair.

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    1. Oh my God, you’re back!! I almost thought you had forgotten about me lol but I couldn’t have asked to read a better story. It’s so amazing Liah, I loved every page. I literally squealed when I saw 12 pages. I’m really hooked to your stories so I get excited when I see so much of your writing.You’re my hero, thank you so much for writing this story. If I have another song in mind I’ll let you know (: So glad you’re feeling better, gonna go read your other story now lol

    2. My god that was heartbreaking! Had to skip to the end to the end to make sure it had a happy ending, which luckily it did :) Love your stories, looking forward to more. Thanks :)

    3. Thank goodness for second chances… I don’t think Bette will waste hers. This installment put me through the wringer, Liah, but I’m happy to see you back. Thank you! :)

    4. Geez, louise you scared the pants off me. I thought our beautiful girl was gone. So happy she is alright. Is this a shot story, if so I sincerely wish there was more. It was a great story and I would like to see if Bette drops the ball or lives up to her promises. She so often makes big bold promises but when the crisis has passed, so do her promises go by the wayside. Great story. Thanks.

    5. Wow im speechless…this was heartbreaking and scary for a moment,but im happy it always turn out good for tibette..tomorrow isn’t promise so you gotta live for today

    6. Dear, dear talented author… The more I read your stories, the more I love your so sensitive way to gave so much life and love to our beloved two… But this chapter is truly special, for me, and brang a lot of tears in my eyes… It so deeply touched me, really it did, and I find it truly difficult to explain how much with just words… Thank you a lot for such a magnificent work, I wish you all the best !! Gratefully – A.

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