"Being a family means you are a part of something very wonderful. It means you will love and be loved for the rest of your life."
-Lisa Weed-
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Everybody was gathered at Desroches main manor, the place was crowded with family members of the Desroches, along with Clara and Dennis. It was new year already. Time had passed by so fast. Clara's recovery had been amazing. She was discharged from the hospital much faster than they had initially thought. The poison in her body had not completely gone yet and the doctor said they still needed to watch over her, in case she experienced any post medical issues. So far, she had been fine. Since they could not celebrate Christmas together, at least they could celebrate New Year together.
Originally, they wanted to go outside together and celebrate New Year at a hotel, but they cancelled the plan for Clara, she was still unsteady to go outside at the moment, and it was also his family's
"I don't care how hard being together is, nothing is worse than being apart." -Josephine Angelini- *** "Good morning, Mon Amour. I made breakfast for you" Clara was still sleepy when Raphael came over with a tray of food and drinks. She felt a bit dizzy when she tried to sit and straightened her bed. With her eyes still closed, Raphael kissed her which woke her up in an instant, mixed with the scent of a freshly brewed cup of coffee which managed to restore her vigor. She took the glass of water and gulped it down in one shot, then she picked up a cup filled with honey and herbal tea which supposedly could help her heal faster. Once she was done, she lifted up her face to meet his. Raphael had appeared exceptionally dashing that morning, he was nearly half naked if it was not for the robe that covered part of his abs but his muscular chest was exposed for her to enjoy. Clara had to admit, she would not mind waking up every da
"Meeting you was not the first day of the rest of my life, it was the first day of the best of my life." -Steve Maraboli- *** It was a sunny autumn day in southwestern France. The weather was yet to be too cold to explore the places without a thick winter coat, but it was cool enough to start another season of fall fashion trends. The sound of the plane was making Raphael's ears muffled, he pinched his nose and blew hard to empty the pressure on both of his ears. Twenty minutes before their arrival, he poured the last bit of his peanut pack over his mouth and chewed on them, causing a loud noisewhich echoed throughout the plane board. His father, Archard who was seated beside him turned over to his side and told him to lower down his eating volume, but he shrugged him off. He thought it was not like anyone wasgoing to pay attention to him. He liked to do things on his own term, still, he had better manner
"Meeting you was like finding the answer to a question I had long since forgotten asking." -Ranata Suzuki- *** They were seen busy unpacking their luggage and having nothing else to do he decided to take a walk around the house, therewere nothing interesting for him to see inside the place, thus he went outside. The countryside atmosphere brought him a certain state of peace. The air was fresh and unpolluted, there were rarely any cars passing by and it was far away from the crowd, it was like time couldjust stop right there. It felt like there was no worry in the world. Of course, it was all just an illusion, even he knew about that, but he could not help but feel attached to the atmosphere although he had only barely arrived. All of a sudden he heard a giggle from somewhere, curi
"Sometimes the small pleasures in life are the sweetest." -Karen Marie Moning- *** The next few days Raphael managed to keep himself busy with the books he found on their library and the newfound admiration he discovered. He ended up following Clara in secret whenever she sneaked out from the house to play, he would hide behind trees to take glances at her. Sometimes the other girl would accompany her, sometimes she was all by herself. When she was on her study room, he would look at her from the window, almost making himself look like a stalker. But he could not find the courage to talk to her. It was one day in the middle of his stay he finally bumped into her. That time she was holding a large canvas in her hand. He wanted to just run away when his shoulder hit hers. The ca
"A promise is a promise." -Proverb- *** On his last day there, the whole Bellavance household was gathered in the living room. Dennis, Clara and Giselle has wanted to bid a proper farewell to the Desroches. Archard was the one who thanked Dennis first for his hospitality and Dennis returned it with a smile. "It was my pleasure." What the adults failed to notice was the gloomy air that surrounded both Clara and Raphael. They had grown fond of each other during Raphael's stay and Clara had spent more time with him than he did with the others. In her young mind, she knew exactly if he left then she would be alone again. Well, not exactly alone, but she would lose a dear friend and the thought made her somewhat upset. The same could be said with Raphael, the young boy's heart had been fill
"Betrayal is the only truth that sticks." Arthur Miller *** Drizzle of rain started pouring over from the sky, cool breeze from outside blew its way into the slightly dimmed room. From the balcony one could hear sounds of bird's wings flapping as they took a flight back to their nest. The sun had begun to set and dusk had arrived. Inside the Bellavance mansion, the sound of feet stomping on the wooden floor echoed throughout the room "What if she finds out about this?" Two figures had cornered themselves, their bodies were rubbing against each other ever so slowly, the woman who had been taking the lead stepped closer to him, wrapping one of her arms on the drape of his neck as with the
"Nobody deserves your tears, but whoever deserves them will not make you cry." -Gabriel Garcia Marquez- *** She had known Marcel for five years. They had been through so much together. They even got engaged and had planned their marriage the next summer. Everyone had known about their relationship. Some had jokingly admitted how envious they were of her. She had dreamed of the bouquet and the cake, the guest and the dress. Oh, how those memories and dreams were shattered in an instant. She thought he would be faithful to her, and only her, but Clara never realized he had also been seeing Giselle at the same time. She turned and faced Giselle. "Giselle, how could you do this to me, we grew up like sisters, how can you betray me like this?" she shouted in disbelief. Out of all people she had kno
"Other things may change us, but we start and end with the family." -Anthony Brandt- *** Celine Desroches had been enjoying her alone time in the patio of her house with a glass of cold lemonade with soda and a pair of huge dark purple sunglasses beside the pool. If there was one thing she loved in life, it had to be the sun and the subtle smell of chlorine mixed with salt. Only the air was not exactly salty because there were barely any beaches in Paris. She had been working all weekdays long, and being a luxury interior designer, she had traveled back and forth between places just to find the right item for the customers, it had been a long week and dealing with people who had no idea about the difference between vanilla and marshmallow white was tough. She would definitely say she deserved