So this was it. Paris was the last time I saw Rashid.Well, not the very last time. You know that.On Sunday after our night at Moulin Arc-en-Ciel, Rashid comes with me to Charles de Gaulle Airport, where I board my plane back to New Orleans, before he returns to the city to catch the Eurostar … Continue reading First Times – Madeleines & Healing (15)
My heart beats so fast and so hard, I think it's trying to jump out of my body and join Rashid's, which is knocking just as fervently against my chest. His breath brushes against my face, cooling the beads of sweat on my skin. "I love you, Wendell," are the first words out of his … Continue reading First Times – Madeleines & Healing (14)
~ 16 June ~ My head is a tree trunk, and a woodpecker is trying to drill a new hole in it. Wait, do woodpeckers even do that? Drill holes in trees? My head throbs, my throat is dry like the Atacama Desert, and every muscle in my body aches. This must be what a … Continue reading First Times – Madeleines & Healing (13)
~ 2 May ~ The moment I step through the front door of Josie's house in Leonidas, I can basically feel the tension radiating from the walls. I don't even need to hear my sister's raised voice coming from the master bedroom. It sounds like a long, angry rant, and I can barely hear the … Continue reading First Times – Madeleines & Healing (12)
Featherlight kisses dance across my skin, sweet breath ghosting in their wake. I smile and sigh his name. In my series of too vivid dreams, this one has to be by far my favourite one. "Wake up, sleepyhead." The words are softly whispered into my ear before his lips find my temple, my forehead, my … Continue reading First Times – Madeleines & Healing (11)
I stay in 'my' room at 1132 Royal Street for a little while longer. Partly because I can't stop grinning goofily at Rashid's texts and partly because I'm not brave enough to test the waters with Mari yet. Of course it's not the first time we said 'ILY', but it seems we try to limit … Continue reading First Times – Madeleines & Healing (10)
The loud clunk stops my heart. I carefully put my backpack down on the desk chair and bend to pick up my phone. Please, don't be... but of course, it is. A thin spiderweb of cracks runs across the screen, starting from the corner where it hit first and fanning outward. I run a finger … Continue reading First Times – Madeleines & Healing (9)
In case you are wondering: No, the irony is not lost on me that I got a tattoo on my lower abdomen only months before a knife found its way into Rashid's, almost taking his life. My tattoo is on my right side, while his scar is on his left. While mine celebrates the lives … Continue reading First Times – Madeleines & Healing (8)
The sun is slowly setting, and a breeze sweeps across my terrace, making me shiver. I turn around to grab the blanket, but then I remember I didn't bring it with me; instead, I draped it across the sleeping body in my bed. Before I can make a decision to go back inside, a large, … Continue reading First Times – Madeleines & Healing (7)
~ 31 December ~ Rafa's loft used to be an office space before he bought it two years ago. He kept the employee's restroom, which is really convenient when there are a lot of people and a lot of drinking going on, like tonight. Of course, Rafa gave the whole room a makeover and his … Continue reading First Times – Madeleines & Healing (6)
Daughter of Gallifrey 
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