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Why, Bette? (Part 6)
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“Okay. Do you want turkey on whole wheat with sprouts, lettuce, tomato and Dijon?”
“Yeah, good,” she said distractedly. She wasn’t looking at James, but focused on something on her desk.
“All right.”
James closed the door and Bette stared at the object. She picked it up, looked at it more closely, and then placed it back in the tray with the paperclips.
Bette had been picking at her sandwich for a good hour and a half as she worked. She scanned the Internet keeping two running lists—one for possible exhibitions at the CAC and one with work she was interested in procuring for her own gallery. She was so involved with what she was doing that she didn’t hear her door slide open. It wasn’t until she started to hear the noises from the outer galleries that she looked up. Candace was standing at the opened door staring at her. She was dressed in overalls and a red baby Tee. Her hair was braided in one long braid that fell down the center of her back.
When Bette looked up, Candace said softly, “Hi.”
Bette set her pen down and looked at the woman, but didn’t speak.
“I’m here taking down the construction from the installation,” Candace explained.
Bette continued to stare at her.
“Look, I know I sort of just walked out on you that night after we left the Palms. I just came to apologize for that. You’re angry with me for walking like that—I can tell. I know that you were going through your own stuff and I should have been a little understanding of that. I know breaking up is tough.”
“Where’s James?”
“So I was right, he was guarding your office? He went to lunch.”
Bette stood. Her expression was one Candace had seen before—guilty, puzzled, and conflicted. As Bette walked across the room, Candace stretched out her arm behind her and slid the door closed. Once Bette was directly in front of her, Candace looked up into her eyes. Her smile brightened when she got a whiff of Bette’s signature fragrance and recalled how her own body had smelled of it after their morning at the hotel. Bette was standing very close and Candace waited for the embrace. Instead, Bette’s arm came around Candace’s waist and her hand reached out and opened the door.
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Portia, your story is pure genius. Congrats on finishing, and I so look forward to reading more of your writing in the future.
Portia just read your series excellent!!
Please write some more. Wonderful series.
I have been patiently waiting for your new chapter, wow was I blown away. I just Loved how you told your story with so much love along with the heartache that a couple feels with infidelity. It is the most intimate betrayle ones partner can do. It opens up so many doubts which you have explored thru your story along with ” we all have our own stories of our childhood” you also explored that thru your story which tells a lot how one’s behavior is in a relationship. I hope that you write more for us readers to enjoy. Thank-you very much.
This series was amazing!!!!
Portia, I just hope that my We are Family! Series comes out a fraction as good as this series was. You’re good, write some more, please! :D
Such detail, such intensity, such love…you just let it all out with full humility…I hope you find time to give us a deeper look into your delicious imagination…I’m a true Portia fan forever!!!
excelent story
PortiaOnly, you did an astonoshing work…really truly amazing…i think it’s the best confrontation between bette and candace that i read – ” fucking is not a relationship”…really cool and strong…too bad you finished…
Portia–This series has been so incredibly well done. Your final chapters were well worth the wait. Hope that we can look forward to more great work from your talented self.
Brava!!
This is a great and captivating fanfic!! Are you sure it is the end? There are still loose ends like Bette not wanting to discuss her mother with the therapist yet, couple counseling (is it over?), hot love-making on the night of exchanging rings…you know :)
u r an amazing writer . u truly moved me and made it all seem so real . thank u for your creativity . i only wish the writers and the producers of TLW r able to create such truth, deepth, insight, dignity, and determination to rebuild their characters broken trust.
Portia, you are an incredible writer with amazing talent. This was written so beautifully, I was moved to tears on more than one occasion. Thank you so much for sharing your gifts with us. I eagerly await your next story.
Thank you for the final chapter. This story tops my list…
Great work!
I’ve greatly enjoyed you story.You’ve done a great job making us feel all the emotiona that Bette&Tina feel or felt.
Portia – I loved your tory – I printed the whole thing out & read it like a novel – you write so fluidly and handle powerful emotion and angst so well and then wrap it all up neatly – what more could we ask for – a good meaty read – I admire greatly the ability to get into the head of a character – I can’t write for Toffee – but I read avidly. Please do create more of this quality – I’ll start your next story & keep looking out for your name. Thanks
Bravo! Very well done! Your descriptions were fantastic. I will keep an eye out for more of your work.
Just find out your story….
Woah, you are gooood!! Words can not describe the feelings and thoughts that keeps running through my body, heart and mind everytime I read the lines of emotions between B&T!
I’m gonna read all your stories!
Please, keep up the good thing going and THANK YOU PORTIA, for sharing!!!