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And then she glances my way.
Our eyes lock and tangle together.
Even from a distance, I can see how pale she goes, how her eyes widen.
She blinks rapidly, a blush spreading on her cheeks, but she still holds my gaze.
I see surprise and then pain flit all over her face.
My heart squeezes with my need to bring her comfort, hold her, kiss her all over.
My little doll.
Seven fucking years and it still breaks me to see her sad.
There's nothing I wouldn't do to make her smile, have her love.
Even dormant, my feelings for her have always been a huge part of my very soul and now… there’s no stopping them.
There's no stoppingme.
I need to know why she really ran from me and from everything we could have.
This is such a bad idea, but I don't care: I can't help myself.
Chapter 4
AURORA
The scents of pumpkin-spice, candy apples, and caramel tickle my nostrils as I smooth my hands down the pink and blue gossamer-thin veil of my overskirt, narrowly saving its edge from the tip of a sparkly azure Arabian babouche worn by a brunette in a Jasmine's costume.
I giggle to myself as she dances around me with her girlfriends. One dressed as Elsa, the other as Cinderella.
They are belting out 'I Put a Spell on You' alongside Bette Midler and I can't help but hum a little.
I haven't watched 'Hocus Pocus' in seven years.
The last time I did, it was a few days before the fire.
Flora, Belle, and I were clad in fuzzy PJs, lying down on fluffy blankets on the floor as we stuffed our faces with popcorn and candies and gossiped.
Tonight Belle went all out with the decor.
The rooftop is decked to the nines, big, flawless pale yellow and orange pumpkins carved with Disney Princesses silhouettes lit from within by delicious-smelling cinnamon candles are sitting on every table, and I haven't seen this much candy in one place since I was a little kid.
The music is the best aspect, though.
I've been here for an hour and we have yet to hear the same song play twice. She put together one heck of a soundtrack for this party.
Flora would have truly loved this.
I might have grown decidedly anti-Halloween over the years, but even I can see everybody is having a good time — well, everybody besides me, anyway.
I know almost no one on this rooftop and no matter how much I've been looking around since I got here, the one face I do know is nowhere to be seen.
Where is Belle?
I can't find her anywhere.
