Me.imaginaba Tu Y Yo En Paris の小説・ストーリー

I can't tell. "You said what?!" She screeches and I swear, I just felt my eardrums explode. "He's taking you to Paris! No Sharis or schmaris, if those are even real places but Paris! Ahhhhh! Do you know that's the city of love! Love, Indigo! Love!

14/08/2020. I wanna be the one to woo you honey, Take you round the world, Lagos, Paris. Blow your mind, oh let me. ~ You and me by Asa. 14/08/2020 - Eiffel Tower, France. Queeneth in all of her dreamy glory written by sireebuka

"No prob. That reminds me where are your friends?" Seriously I've totally forget about them. But sha who cares? Everyone should live his own life mana. I shrugged and went to the bathroom and stared at the girl before me. I look like a mess with my mascara tear stained face. I quickly wiped my face with wipes and took the keys, my bag and went out then drove off to Champ Elyees. The only place I know in Paris. For now. I ordered my hot chocolate with double whipped cream and cheese bread and scrolled down through Instagram. There have been many likes and comments in the picture I posted an hour ago. "Assalam." A female voice said and I looked up at a semi-fair girl and I replied.

"But I won't spoil it by telling you just yet. You'll have to wait and see." A thrill ran through me, and I couldn't help but giggle with excitement. "You're such a tease, Angel," I said, playfully nudging him. "I can't wait to see this surprise of yours." Angel chuckled, his voice filled with affection. "I promise you,” My mind raced with images of strolling along the Seine River, admiring the Eiffel Tower, and indulging in delicious French pastries. Paris had always held a special place in my dreams, and now, thanks to Angel, it was becoming a reality.

I flip through the magazine in the seat pocket, scroll aimlessly on my phone until there’s no signal, and then just watch him from time to time, It’s unsettling. When we finally descend, I press my face slightly toward the window. And then I see it. The city. Elegant rooftops. The curve of a river cutting through it. Landmarks I’ve only ever seen in pictures. My breath catches. “No way…” I whisper. The wheels touch down smoothly. PARIS. Like actual Paris. The land of lovers. The city of lights. The city people fly across the world for honeymoons and proposals and once-in-a-lifetime romance.

“I know, іt’ѕ just rеаllу funnу how hе wоuld know tо bооk ѕоmеwhеrе thаt I’vе always wаntеd to gо. I’vе nеvеr mеntіоnеd іt bеfоrе.” “Errr . . . wеll, Pаrіѕ іѕ thе сіtу оf love ѕо whеrе else would уоu go tо reconnect, and he knows hоw ѕtуlіѕh уоu аrе, thаt уоu’d wаnt to vіѕіt thе оthеr rеgіоnѕ.” I hореd hе was buying my lіе. I wasn’t thе bеѕt реrѕоn to trу to fооl hіm, hе uѕuаllу ѕаw rіght thrоugh mе.

'Paris, here I come! *****

🌳🌳_____ Du Paradis pour l'Enfer 🌳🌳________ ✍️✍️ Auteur : Judi le Romantique Plume ✍️✍️ _______ Épisode 2️⃣ _________ Peace décrocha son téléphone et s'était son chérie Odilon Odilon : Allô Bae comment tu vas ? Peace : Euh..... Je vais bien et toi ? Odilon : Je vais bien également hein.... S'il te plait puis je connaitre ta position ? Peace : Euh'... Je suis au restaurant avec ma soeur jumelle Odilon : Ah bon tu es jumelle ? Je ne savais pas tu ne m'avais pas dit cela. Peace : Euh... Oui oui tu as raison. Mes excuses Odilon : Oh non ne t'inquiète pas. Je ne sais si tu es disponible. Je peux passer au restaurant te prendre pour qu'on aille faire un peu de shopping ?

I said softly, holding the phone close. “Emma, this is a big deal!” Eleanor’s voice was filled with exaggerated drama. “Do you know how many women would kill to be in your shoes? Zane Mendoza! That man is the ‘It Man’. Rich and dangerous, and all. Even the tabloids are losing their minds.” I sighed and rolled my eyes before steering the conversation away from my sudden and unwanted marriage. “How’s Paris?” I asked. “It’s amazing!” Isla chirped, her sweet voice bringing warmth to my chest. “We went to the Eiffel Tower yesterday, and Eleanor made me eat snails!”

She pulls out her phone and calls Mia, her best friend’s familiar voice cutting through the hum of the Paris streets. “Sienna! Finally! I thought you forgot about me,” Mia exclaims, her tone equal parts teasing and exasperated. “Now spill. What’s it like? Is it everything we imagined?” Sienna can’t help but smile. “Better. Paris is… breathtaking. The academy’s incredible, and the croissants? I’m pretty sure I’ve eaten enough butter to keep a dairy farm in business.” Mia’s delighted squeal makes her laugh. “Ugh, you’re killing me. I’m so jealous I could cry. You know I’ve been obsessed with Paris forever. You’re living my dream, Si. One day, I’m coming with you—mark my words.”