fallen angels — chapter 3.17: sear

warning: coarse language and moderate sexual references (nothing major, you know me). i recommend reading this chapter in my blog, not reader, for the best quality. this super long chapter is dedicated to pi and all you hopeless romantics ❤ 


The Torres penthouse is full of secrets. One of them is a library, a hidden nook I stumbled across just a week ago. Perhaps it is more storage room than library, for there are just mismatched piles of books crowding the floor, gilded leather pressed — like dried flowers — by glossy volumes. It is quiet and peaceful; from the windows, I like watching October dance sleepily through the city, in a sweet dazed lull, picking out golden threads from the sun and weaving them into trees, gathering the season’s last apples and acorns. It is a hideaway to write music, for me to tuck my legs underneath me and hum, carefree, as my pen glides across the paper. Often, I discover myself inking the melody of fall instead; fiery, rustling leaves, maple and oak and chestnut.

I am alone in this library, spending quiet mornings in the embrace of sunlight. Lilith sometimes whisks through to say hi and dust off a recipe book; Luc pops in with coffee and kisses before he presses into the cold. So I am surprised when my boyfriend arrives today with Starbucks, despite being off work. “Morning.” He kisses my cheek, and carefully places a beautiful coffee cup beside my sketchbook. “Good morning. Ooh, thank you!” I perk up when he gives me waffles, coated in silky white chocolate. “You need to let me pay you back,” I say after nibbling at one, “I must owe you about one hundred by now.” Luc settles on the window seat, clasps his hands, and smiles gently. “You don’t owe me anything.” “Okay, Mr. Gentleman, but I have the money here.” I fish the notes out of my pocket, and my boyfriend tips his head. “I’m not going to take it. Don’t even bother trying.” At his calm reply, I huff and reach for the coffee; it is black with caramel syrup and cream, my favourite.

I notice that Luc’s gaze is drifting over the books. “Do you know who all these books belong to?” I ask curiously. “Some of them are Lilith’s, but most of them are mine.” “Really?” I blink up at him. “You sound so surprised.” Luc raises an eyebrow, and my cheeks redden. “Oh! I’m sorry, I didn’t-” “It’s alright.” He gives me a small smile. “I know I act like a dumbass most of the time.” “No, you don’t. At least not anymore,” I remember, and both of us wince. “God, I was such a dick.” Luc groans. “Yep,” I agree with a laugh. The idea of Luc reading is rather odd, but then I remember something, and I fetch the black case that I discovered last morning. “So, I found these.” I open the little case and show him the glasses. “Are they also yours?” “Um… yeah.” Luc looks down at his hands. When I pop up, unfolding the slim frame, his gaze darts up and he shakes his head. “No.” “I want to see you with them on,” I beg, and he bats halfheartedly at me, leaning away. “No- Cherry, don’t-” He groans when I manage to slide the glasses onto his face. There is embarrassment in that pretty green gaze of his. “I look stupid.” “On the contrary, you look smart.” “That’s not what I meant,” Luc grumbles. “Well, I think you look adorable,” I smile. He ducks his head in reply, pulling off the glasses and cleaning them on his sweater, murmuring something about his eyes getting worse. For all his past arrogance, my boyfriend gets awfully flustered when I compliment him.

Once the glasses are tucked away, Luc pulls me onto the sofa, much to my indignation, and we tussle for a moment before he gathers me in his lap. He bends his head to kiss me gently — it always surprises me, how softly and sweetly he can kiss. No longer forceful and rough-lipped, no hard pressure behind his kisses. “You know, for the longest time, I thought you were the bad boy type,” I suddenly wonder, when he pulls away. “Mm?” Luc cocks an eyebrow, his fingers cheekily sliding under my waistband, and I feel my body warm up at his touch. “Let me continue,” I chide him, blushing furiously. He nods and his hand comes to rest on my hip instead. “I thought you were an asshole who learned to be nice,” I muse, “but now… I think you’re a nice person who is learning to be himself again.” There is a long silence. “Do you really think that?” Luc asks slowly. I poke him in the chest, teasing. “Yep, I think you’re a sweet fluffy marshmallow inside.” I smile up at him, knowing exactly what reaction he will give — a scrunched up nose, the adorable little sign that means he is embarrassed. He is silent after that, and so I snuggle into him, resting my head in the crook of his arm. This easy flow of wild-running conversations and quiet cuddling is a balance we both like. Luc is surprisingly content with just spending time together; he is happy to simply be in my presence. And to think I assumed that all he wanted to do was sleep with me.

My boyfriend has been waiting for me to get comfortable, with gentle hands and patient eyes. He stopped pushing that night he noticed my fear; instead, he spends hours finding the most sensitive, sweet spots on me that he can kiss, leaving tiny bruises for me to discover the next morning; and I explore the muscles in his back and torso, mapping out the scars that cross them, until I know every inch of his skin. And now, I am blissful, knowing I am safe in his arms. “Tonight,” I whisper. Confusion flickers in Luc’s eyes before clicking into understanding. “Are you sure?” He asks softly. I nod and when he kisses me, smoky with passion, I feel him smile against my lips. I am happy to stay in his embrace until I remember something and shoot up, bumping my forehead against Luc’s. “Sorry! What’s the time?” I glance around frantically and he laughs, sliding his phone out of his pocket. “11:35.” “Crap! I’m meeting up with my cousin at 12.” I lean down to kiss my boyfriend, lingering for a moment too brief. “Have fun.” Luc waves me off with that cute, lopsided grin, and when I leave, he is picking up a book.

***

Henderson Avenue is a quaint cobblestone street, lined with leafy trees and vintage lightbulbs. Jazz music pipes from the bustling cafes, and I pause to listen, enjoying the warm sunlight that dapples the avenue. The restaurant I am meeting my cousin at is modern and lively, and I have to squeeze past chattering shoppers to reach the quieter mezzanine where Ashley is sitting. We greet each other with a delighted embrace — I have not seen my cousin for a while, since she left for the New York Police Department years before I ran away. Ashley looks just as sharp and gorgeous as I remember, her blonde hair light and cropped. It was quite a surprise, when she called me; how she managed to pinpoint our apartment number still puzzles me, but I chalk it down to her following in my mother’s detective footsteps.

I wasn’t particularly close to Ashley in Sunset Valley — nor with anybody else — but time has passed, and our words mingle together with fresh excitement. “I’m here to investigate the serial killings,” Ashley explains, clinking her spoon in her coffee mug. “Your police can’t do their fucking job.” She is right, of course, and I nod along, silently glad that I gave up stealing a while ago. Robberies lost their bittersweet joy once my relationship with Luc fell into a steady rhythm — perhaps because I preferred to stay in with Luc on those chilly nights, or that I ceased to be angry at the world. This passing thought startles me, and I notice that Ashley is giving me a thoughtful look. “You look different to what I remember,” She tells me briskly. “Oh, I have filled out. My best friend is a wonderful cook.” I smile, and Ashley nods slowly. “To be honest, you looked unhealthy back home. Far too skinny. It’s not just that, though.”

“You look happy,” My cousin finally notes. “Yes, I am.” My own reply surprises me, because of the sheer truth. Years ago, cruel high schoolers and a torn family certainly meant I was bitter, cynical, lonely. “I made friends, who accepted me into their family. And I have a boyfriend, as well,” I say softly. Ashley’s expression twists into surprise. “Boy-hater Cherry is dating?” She exclaims. From there, our conversation meanders from me gushing about Luc, to Ashley’s life — she is living in a Manhattan loft with her girlfriend, fellow NYPD detective Roxie Kahale — and back to Sunset Valley. “What are my sisters doing?” I nibble at the cheddar on my bagel. “Cinna’s at uni, Cara’s at home with her baby. A boy named River. He looks like his douchebag father, but he’s a pretty nice baby, as far as kids go.” She wrinkles her nose. Ashley is not a fan of children, but I feel something tug at my heart. A nephew. I want to meet him one day.

“Shouldn’t you go find all this out yourself?” Ashley sips her coffee, with perfect timing. “I’m scared about facing Mom,” I confess reluctantly. “I ruined her dreams for me, Ashley. How do I tell her… that I love my new life, so much more than with her? I sound horrible.” “I’m pretty sure she already knows you do, considering you haven’t gone running back.” The truth stings, and guilt creeps up on me again. “Does Mom know where I am?” “How do I think I called you?” Ashley leans forward. “Cherry, you forget your mother is a police chief. She knows exactly where you are.” This revelation shocks me into silence. Mom tracked down where I live but hasn’t tried to drag me back home. Ashley interjects into my confused quiet. “Cherry, just call her when you feel ready, okay?” The conversation soars into lighter matters again after that, and time flits by before I know it.

“How much free time do you have left?” I ask. “Maybe an hour. Why?” Ashley checks her watch. “Um… can you help me with lingerie shopping?” My words stumble over each other in embarrassment. “First time?” “Mhm.” “Sure. Let’s make his jaw drop to the depths of hell,” Ashley declares, and I laugh. “That is a really interesting way to put it, but yes.” We link arms and head into the lazy afternoon together. There is a boutique just a couple doors down; old fashioned, blooming with sweet-scented flowers and ornate candles, a little posh for my taste. There is what I am looking for, though, all ivory and peach and creamy lace. I cast my gaze over the racks of silk slips and satin, confused. My cousin notices me dithering. “What are you thinking?” “I’m just wondering which one he will like,” I bite my lip, and Ashley crosses her arms. “Fuck that. If he loves you, he won’t care. Choose what you like.”

***

The time for Luc to finish showering is a long, aching wait. I lean back against the bed, feeling the cold metal press into my shoulder blades, a welcome relief from the fiery nerves dancing across my skin. My thoughts wander, flitting between anxious question and tentative imagination. Will it be painful? How will it feel?

The door opens and I glance up to see Luc walking in, quietly closing the door behind him. He is already shirtless, and I can’t help but admire his physique for the thousandth time, heat flushing in my cheeks, before I shyly meet his eyes. He takes his time, just looking; he doesn’t have to say anything, for his thoughts are inked in the dark arch of his brow, the quirk of his lips, the way his gaze lingers on my bare legs. “Hi,” I squeak, and Luc smiles. “Hey.” His steps to me are easy and relaxed, and my blush kicks up a notch when the lamplight throws his muscles into sharp relief. I am so busy noticing the water still glistening on his skin, and his citrus scent, that I almost don’t catch it — a pause in his step, the slightest furrow of his brow. Subtle, there for just a second. “Is there something wrong?” I venture. “No,” Luc replies, but then he slows down to a stop. “What’s up?” I say gently. “I guess I’m a bit worried,” He admits in a low voice. “About what?” The reply to my surprised question takes a moment of hesitance. “Hurting you,” Luc murmurs. When I tilt my head in confusion, he tucks his hands in his pockets, carefully thinking through his answer.

“I’ve never made love before.” The words are spilled, rushed. “All the times before… it’s always been just sex. So I don’t know how…” He pauses, underlined with quiet shame. “To be gentle?” I guess, and Luc sighs. “Yeah. What if I do something wrong? What if I hurt you? I don’t know. Fuck.” He drags a hand through his hair, messing it up in frustration. In this moment, he’s more nervous than I am — a strange thought to have. “I know you can be gentle with me,” I tell him, and while Luc doesn’t seem entirely reassured, he takes a deep breath and composes himself again. “Cherry… just make sure you’re doing this with the right person.” Luc searches my eyes and I reach out for him, touching his cheek softly when he comes to my side. “You are the right person. I trust you.” He is quiet for a moment, then leans down to kiss me deeply, his palms warm and rough and familiar on my shoulders. The brief flash of nervous instability is gone; his touch is confident again. “You look beautiful,” Luc whispers, and I gaze up at him happily. “And you look…” My voice warbles off, unable to find words good enough for him, but he knows already, with that irresistible smirk playing on his lips. He kisses me again, more intense this time, his hands gliding down my back to unclasp my bra — and I wonder how he has barely touched me, yet has already kindled a wildfire in my blood.

After, I lay on the blanket, breathless and eyes closed, just enjoying the pleasure humming through my body. Luc waits for me to catch my breath, his hand gently running up and down my waist, and when my eyelids flutter open I see him smiling down at me. “Are you feeling okay?” His voice is a little hoarse. “A lot better than okay,” I yawn softly, stretching my arms above my head. “Can we do it again?” I blink up at him, pleading, and he laughs, giving me a warm, lazy kiss. “Yeah, of course. Rest up first.” Luc helps me pull my lingerie back on before we curl up together. I lay my head on his arm, the ecstasy melting into a dull ache, one that is washed away by the soothing tides of sleep. The morning will hurt, I think. For now, though, I just drift in bliss, and I turn my head to press my lips against Luc’s skin. “Thank you,” I whisper. I am not quite sure if he hears me, but I can tell from the gentle rise and fall of his chest, and the relaxed drape of his arm, that he is happy, too.

***

Time dances, and the dark golden rains of fall are snapped by a thin glaze of ice. Winter arrives late this year; when it does, however, it is biting and quick-tempered, storming through Bridgeport with glass-sharp alpine winds, and nights that razor icicles from roof edges. I can barely feel the winter, though — as Luc’s body melds easier with mine and the pain fades away, the evening hours are warm and blurred. The days are harder. I can’t help but keep remembering the night before, and I always end up blushing in the middle of a conversation. Luc doesn’t help with those smirks of his. He does them on purpose, I know, just to see me blush. And so, everyone catches on before long, much to my embarrassment. They seem mildly surprised, too, when Luc and I continue our relationship happily. I had forgotten about it, but I recall how Lilith and Gabriel and even strangers had warned me about him, how surely he would break my heart and throw me away. And yet he didn’t. It confuses me, why everyone looks at him so coldly, why only I can see his kind smiles and gentle gaze.

The thought lingers, quietly sitting at the back of my mind, as winter brings snow to our dates. Tonight, we are iceskating in the city park; something I discover comes more naturally to my boyfriend than I. By the time we slide off the rink, tired but laughing, my feet are sore. Luc buys me hot cocoa, and I sip on the creamy drink as we settle on a bench. It is not as rich and dark as Gabriel’s cinnamon-spiced recipe — I must ask him for it someday — but the chocolate warms me, and I happily bite into the marshmallows. “I’m going to have bruises tomorrow.” I wince, thinking of how many times I had fallen. Luc stretches his legs and grins. “So am I. Thanks to someone.” “Hey! If you hadn’t insisted on trying to stop me from falling, this would’ve been prevented.” I stick my tongue out at him, and he laughs, tucking his arm around me. “Please, I saved your clumsy ass at least twice.” “Once,” I correct him, but I reach up to kiss him when he makes a sound of indignation. After we part, I blissfully smile up at him. Luc’s eyes are sparkling, alight, the way it has been for the past couple weeks. I have never seen him so happy and alive, the year I have known him. It is difficult to remember his caustic, rude arrogance — like I had known someone else entirely.

We fall into a peaceful silence, then. Snow is drifting from the sky, laying a quiet hush over the evergreen park. I drink in the fairy lights twinkling in the frosted juniper trees, and the warmth of Luc’s presence, before I notice that he is tapping his fingers on his knee. A sign I recognise to be anxious. “What’s wrong?” I say softly. “Nothing’s wrong.” My boyfriend doesn’t meet my eyes. “I…” He swallows down the words, then sighs. “I just want to say thank you.” “For what?” I prop my chin on his shoulder, blinking inquisitively. “For everything. These past months… I’ve been really happy. You’ve been so good to me, despite, you know, me being a jerk before.” Luc gives a little shrug and smile. “I love being with you, too,” I whisper, happiness blooming in my chest. His smile grows, unfurling, beautiful. “Well, I guess what I really wanted to say was-”

What, I am not sure. “Fancy seeing you here, Luc.” It takes me a moment to recognise the owner of that dark, lustrous voice. Golden eyes, crafted smile, vixen face. The woman Raphael warned me not to mention near Gabriel. Ebony. She is standing in front of us, her footsteps silenced by the fresh snow. “And Cherry.” Her gaze slides to me smoothly. I glance at Luc, waiting for him to say something, but I realise he has frozen — his body is suddenly tense against mine, his gaze narrowed. “No hello?” Ebony pouts, and takes another step. She moves like a cat, slow and silky. At her movement, Luc untangles himself from me, his lips rough against my ear as he mutters something, along the lines of I need a few minutes. His hand slips out of my grasp, and when I try to follow his swift departure, Ebony drapes herself on the bench and pulls me back. “What do you want?” I say warily. “Just to talk. Catch up with Luc, perhaps.” She smiles, slow and deliberate. I can feel her examining me, and I cross my arms tightly, waiting for the barbs to sting. “Luc gave this jacket to you, didn’t he?” She brushes her fingers along the worn leather, and I shift away from her. “He used to wear it when we were dating. I was his first girlfriend, you know.” I cannot reply for a moment; confusion knots the thoughts in my head. Ebony and Luc? All this time, I had assumed she was tangled with Gabriel.

I clasp my hands, forcing myself to sit up straight. Ebony is just a little taller than me, but she unsettles me, the clear gold of her gaze more dangerous than pretty. “I didn’t know that,” I say flatly. “Hm, I suppose he never talks about me, that coward.” Her voice sharpens into a barb. “How long has he been dating you?” I nervously look down at my hands, wondering if I should answer. “A few months.” “Oh, dear.” Ebony shakes her head, dark hair shimmering in the dim light. “You must be getting bored of him by now.” “Luc isn’t boring,” I frown, and she laughs. “He was when I was dating him. God, he was unbelievably pathetic.” Ebony’s lips twist into disgust, a slash of cruelty across her face. “He was so much fun to play around with, though,” She muses sweetly, and I stand up quickly, anger burning in my cheeks, ice creeping into my heart. “I don’t know what you did,” I say quietly, my words trembling, “but stay away from him.”

The snow isn’t as pretty anymore when I stamp my boots into it, searching for Luc. He is not far away, sitting alone on a bench with his head in his hands. “Luc.” At my soft call, he glances up, and for a flickering moment, his eyes are wild, dizzy, raw. But then his face settles into the usual calm, and I wonder if I had imagined it. Luc smiles at me, reassuring. “Sorry. Just overreacted.” “Are you okay?” I gently touch his shoulder. “Yeah.” He gets up, and I latch onto his arm, holding him close. There are a million questions yearning to be spoken, but I bite my tongue. Now is not the time. I shiver, despite Luc’s steady warmth, and I tug him into a brisk walk. “Let’s go home.”


Ugh, the pictures were such a freaking pain this chapter. The game kept crashing and I reshot everything multiple times, thanks to my fussy self. The writing I was far more lazy with, so there’s unedited parts that I literally wrote just now, so excuse me for that crap lol. Anyway, a little apology and disclaimer regarding this generation: I’m racing to try reach the end before New Year’s, so there are odd fluctuations in tone, loose threads, and storytelling mistakes cropping up. Like, I hopped back to read the flashbacks, and I realised that Luc was written rather differently to what I remembered while writing 3.16. I snuck back to edit things, but this is what happens when I keep changing track. What a mess 😤 At this point I’m crossing fingers that you guys are simply liking the read! Final note, the lock screen thing was inspired by the film To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before, and Henderson Avenue is by Ruby Red Sims 🙂

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40 thoughts on “fallen angels — chapter 3.17: sear

  1. Don’t worry, it may be somewhat confusing with all the crisscrossing stories and backtracking, but I for one am definitely enjoying the read. I really enjoyed this chapter. As a hopeless romantic myself, I thought it was really sweet and lovely, which I suppose is a testament to your writing/character crafting skills, because you know how much I don’t want Cherry and Luc to end up together lol!

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  2. “It is quiet and peaceful; from the windows, I like watching October dance sleepily through the city, in a sweet dazed lull, picking out golden threads from the sun and weaving them into trees, gathering the season’s last apples and acorns.”
    UM, excuse you, but you said this wasn’t explicit but that – that’s porn, my friend. Word porn. Shame on you! (Kidding, it’s amazing, give me your skills I’m the least poetic person ever).
    Well this was just… extremely sweet 🙂 I belong to all those hopeless romantics, so all of this cuteness is so appreciated. Luc, baby, just wear those glasses with pride, ya cute nerd. Glasses are hot – why don’t people get that? Maybe in Luc’s case it’s Ebony’s fault. She can go die in a hole 🙂
    Great chapter ❤ I'm excited for more!

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    • HAHAHA thank you! 😂
      Glad to hear you appreciated the cuteness, because I’m not a hopeless romantic so this was kind of painful for me to write lmao.
      Yes, we will get more glasses Luc sometime in the future — his eyes are getting worse, after all 😉 And yeah, it was because Ebony mocked him for wearing glasses…
      Thank you very much for reading and commenting 💕

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  3. First of all, what do you mean this chapter was rushed? It didn’t feel rushed at all, let me tell you 😀 I particularly liked the line “I think you’re a nice person who is learning to be himself again”, combined with everything previously said. So beautiful and – I hope – so true. ❤ The thing is, I loved Luc in this chapter; he was gentle, caring, sweet… BUT. The way he abruptly left and abandoned Cherry at Ebony's mercy (while he already knows how ruthless she can be) kinda rubbed me the wrong way… I might be overanalizing things, but if he still is so unstable whenever she's in his presence (even though she belongs in his past), who knows how many scars will of his will rear their ugly face in the worst timing possible, leaving Cherry wondering what the heck went wrong. This incident aside, I'm very proud of him! Well done loverboy! ;p And I'm very proud of Cherry too, not letting Ebony's words get to her (at least I hope so)!
    And yessss to Luc with glasses – I personally vote for more lmaooo!! I wonder what he was reading – I'm ready to bet that Vogue and Interiors were the ones that belong to Lilith, but maybe he's just that unpredictable, haha!
    This was such a great chapter! Even though I know those two won't end up together (unless you changed your mind? Maybe? *wet puppy eyes*), I know I will enjoy every moment of them while it lasts ❤ ❤
    PS: I saw that movie too! Did you like it? (just curious :p )

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    • Aww that’s a relief to hear!
      Indeed. That is an excellent piece of analysis you have there, actually. He hasn’t seen Ebony in years, and it will be more apparent why he just got up and left next chapter. That’s all I’m going to say, but you definitely hit the bulls eye with that observation!
      LOL yeah, the fashion books are certainly Lilith’s, I don’t know what Luc picked up but the pile of books in that last picture looks like non-fiction to me.
      Ooh, I’m not sure if you’re going to enjoy all of their relationship to come, if we go off that prediction of yours…
      I actually really liked that film! I don’t watch rom-coms (or any romance) but this one was very funny and cute. Lara Jean felt realistic and endearing and in general super likeable, but Peter K kinda lost his charm for me when he didn’t deny the sex tape thing right away. Like, what the heck dude? The actor for him is adorable, though 😍 Did you like the movie?
      Thank you so much for reading and commenting 💕

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      • I did like it actually, although I totally agree with you on that sex tape thing – I mean what the hell dude? But I also thought Lara Jean was super cute, and the actor who played Peter K was adorable… that deep voice! ❤ ❤ I also saw him on "Sierra Burgess Is a Loser" and he's equally loveable, if not more (the movie though… meh, many flaws imo). I normally enjoy rom-coms when they have a nice story going on, like "When Harry met Sally" or "My best friend's wedding" – loved those two! Otherwise, I'm not a fan of meaningless silly ones either, just for the sake of romance. Have you seen "Sleepless in Seattle"? I saw it recently and couldn't believe how two people could fall for each other when they have never even met… honestly it was more than I could take – I really wish I hadn't stuck with it till the end lmaoo! (Maybe if I saw it when I was younger it would've been different though)

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        • Oh yeah, I haven’t watched Sierra Burgess but I saw it didn’t get a very good reaction. Poor guy getting catfished… but yeah, the romance needs to make logical sense or else it’s just bleh. I think the only other rom-com I’ve watched was She’s The Man? I don’t remember if the story was good but I can recall it being super funny haha.

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  4. Well, I admit this chapter was extremely lovey-dovey. I will also admit that it’s not my style at all. Not your fault, obviously, you wrote it well. I just can’t stand lovey-dovey in general. I dare call myself a hopeless romantic, but you know, maybe I should give up this term already, because I’ve recently felt like it lost its sense for me. What is wrong with me?!
    I loved the glimpses into the life of Cherry’s sisters. I do hope that the chapter, in which we see her visiting her family, is not that far away. I realized I’ve quite missed them, when Ashley mentioned them.
    My, oh my, Ebony. I’ve already forgotten that she’s not dead. 😛 She is as ‘pleasant and sweet’ as always, nothing has changed. I am hoping to have her pretty mouth shut soon. Though is it wrong if I say that I, in a way, really love her? She makes such snarky comments and is against lovey-dovey, as well. I might not be a manipulative bitch, but it’s fun to see her breaking in the middle of a romantic scene and deep confessions. Tbh, I do have a weird sense of humor. 😛 And Cherry kind of annoys me. She seems naive, her first love and all, and definitely idolizes Luc. Of course, it’s hard to see the whole picture for her, she has no clue about his past, but still. And I’m really surprised by the different turn you’ve taken with him, as well. He doesn’t seem at all like the bad boy he first appeared in the story as. Now he just seems awkward and nerdy, and a loving (maybe a bit loser, even, though that’d be an Ebony thing to say) kind of boyfriend. First pancakes for Ebony, then coffee for Cherry. Oh my. He’d be the kind of guy who doesn’t let you do anything by yourself. My brother never lets me do anything, saying I’ll get tired, but the whole concept is he thinks I’ll just mess it all up if I just touch it, lmao. But I do imagine Luc as the kind of boyfriend who will carry you over a puddle, give you his clothes when you’re cold, let you walk first through the door, panic even more about you hypothetically getting tired when you’re pregnant… I mean, that is definitely kind of cute and some women would take it for ideal, but for me, it’s just too much. I couldn’t live with a guy who’d treat me like a piece of thin glass. Okay, have I gotten off-topic already? Maybe I just overanalysed it. How long has this comment already gotten? Am I Amy now or not yet?
    “And to think I assumed that all he wanted to do was sleep with me.” There goes Luc from the old story arc!
    I must say that you rewriting the old chapters is leaving me a bit confused, but it’s been such a long time since I caught up on your story that I can’t see the holes and/ or storytelling mistakes you’ve mentioned. It seems okay to me. 🙂

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    • Hey, it seems like we have similar views on romance too, haha. I’m pretty much the opposite of a hopeless romantic, so believe me, this style is not mine at all either. I was cringing at some moments while writing, but I figured I should have a chapter of happiness because uh… things are just going downhill from this point.
      The family reunion chapter is a bit far away, but I’m looking forward to it as well!
      Yeah, Ebony is actually very refreshing to write. She might be horrible but Cherry’s naive and ‘sweet’ perspective gets tiring at times. Good point about idolising — she does think of him as this lovely guy who just needs to be coaxed out of his shell, but in reality, it’s more complicated than that. And Luc sort of idolises Cherry as well, as it will be clear in the next few chapters.
      That point you made there plus the great observation about him being overly protective/pandering boyfriend, are not over analysing 😁 LOL I also would totally hate having a guy like that. I’m much too independent for that, I would get mad AF.
      Jerk/rude Luc might not be gone yet, but fuckboy Luc definitely is.
      Haha, don’t worry, I’m confused as well 😂
      Thank you for reading and commenting ❤️

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  5. Oooh, where to begin? Alright so first off that lock-screen photo though, sooo cute 😆 Per usual, your attention to detail is spectacular~ I’m looking directly at you autumn Starbucks cups 🍁
    Ahh glasses Luc makes a brief modern day debut 🔥 *swoon* Perhaps Cherry can convince him to give the look another go? 😏 “I think you’re a nice person learning to be himself again” Yay for Cherry finally beginning to get a deeper understanding of Luc. I almost let that tidbit get lost amongst all the cuteness, but it’s an important development in their relationship. Which, after all this blissfulness, I’m beginning to forget shall be coming to an eventual end? Is that still a thing? 😭
    Aww it was nice to see Ashley again, and I believe the updates of Cara and Cinna are new. So Cara ended up having the kid, interesting… I believe last we saw her she was crying in her room about it and Cherry overheard. That must’ve not been easy. Even though she and Cherry’s relationship was pretty strained, she didn’t want to reach out and tell her? Well, I suppose that’s easier said than done… Haha Briar knowing Cherry’s whereabouts is expected I guess, since she is the chief and all, and I doubt any mother would just go back to their normal work routine without knowing where their child was, but Ashley mentioning that still made me go yikes. That’s going to be an awkward phone call for sure.
    Ahh, the transition to winter was cute and I’m looking forward to adorable snowy pics now. Everything was going more than great until Ebony – who I have to confess caught me super off guard, lmao – showed up. Forgot she’s no longer dead for a sec there. Changes aside, I’m hoping that particular event still happens 😇 Really Luc? I get that he’d probably be feeling a million things seeing her again, but he coulda got up and left with Cherry. I mean after the whole Maria thing, wouldn’t leaving your loved one alone with that woman be a bad idea. Granted Cherry probably has a stronger mentality than Maria but still – Ebony knows how to cut with her words…
    I have to say, I much preferred how that Luciferry evening transpired here. I think everything’s been flowing rather well in this new direction, don’t stress the little details! I for one am definitely enjoying the read and am excited to see where else this shall go ☺️❤️
    Side note: I haven’t watched TATBILB but I’ve been seeing Noah Centineo everywhere and a everyone around me told me it was adorable, I wanna see it even more now 😆 Great chapter as always 💕

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    • Boy, do I love those pretty cups!
      Cherry is definitely beginning to understand him better, but she only knows the first layers of who Luc is. Will they last? We shall see what events conspire in the next couple chapters… ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
      Yes, Cara ended up having the kid, luckily Briar and Max were very supportive in the process (though I imagine they would have been pissed at first). She is looking after River full time now, and I will say that she loves her baby a lot and refuses to let Ted anywhere near him. I’m really excited for when we can meet him (he’s the first Gen 4 kid!) and when Cherry can reunite with her family.
      Yeah, Ebony’s going to get what’s coming for her, I will just reuse the old pics lmao. Luc certainly could have pulled Cherry along with him, but well… you might have noticed, but he hid his reaction from Cherry when she found him. I guess why he just ran off without thinking will be more clear in 3.18?
      Noah Centineo is super cute! I definitely recommend seeing the movie, it’s quite funny and sweet.
      Thank you very much for reading and commenting ❤

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  6. I love cutesy Luc! Ugh, such a far cry from the original. Also, those glasses? YES. kinda makes me wanna throw some glasses on my Oliver and see how he looks with them… 😂 Or maybe next generations love interest (because he’s already made and has a story, duh. Man, I really need to hop on to finishing this gen…) I’m intrigued to see what happens next. I can’t tell whether Luc is repressing some negative feelings or if, like Cherry said, he’s showing his true self at last. I am worried that he could still struggling inside. His charachter seems to have done a big flip to me. Also, I laughed out loud reading the part where Cherry was asking to go bra shopping 😂😂😂 cute!

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    • Yes, I like this version of Luc way better, although he definitely is still far from perfect. Glasses on Oliver would be SO cute, I think! I’m excited for your next gen 😀
      Good observation. Luc is a master at hiding emotions, so Cherry will have little idea if he is struggling or not. She knows like… 5% of him lol.
      Thank you for reading and commenting ❤

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      • OMG, in his professor getup? I’m gonna do it at some point, I’m promising myself now. I gotta be honest re: excitement for my next gen: same. Absolute, 100% same. 🤣 I’m only planning on having at most like, 5 or so more chapters this generation, and that’s an absolute worst-case scenario. I love my baby boy Oliver but I’m ready to move the heck on.

        5% of Luc is not a lot.. but i get it, this is her first boyfriend, so of course she’s going to think she knows him better than that and that he’s her soul mate and all that jazz. Oh, to be young and blindly infatuated! Okay, maybe not, that’s how I got my heart broken many times. But still. You make it sound like he’s hiding a LOT! *bites nails in anticipation for a bomb to drop*

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        • YES PLEASE!
          Aww, only that many more chapters? I’m also gonna miss Oliver, but I know how you feel haha.
          Definitely, Cherry thinks she understands him — assuming that he’s simply a jerk with a heart of gold — but there’s so much that she (and Lilith + Gabriel) just doesn’t know about him. The readers will get to see everything in the next chapter, but Cherry won’t for a while after.

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          • Hopefully! Yeah, I love Oliver. He’s sweet and dorky and awesome and all around a great guy. But you see, the thing about Joaquin is…. he has depth, unlike our current bae. 😂

            As for Luc… i’m hearing the Jaws music now. Is something going to be revealed next time?! I can’t wait!

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  7. Aww so romantic! I love seeing this new side of Luc. It proves how much Cherry means to him and how great their relationship is. Seeing Ebony must have brought back some bad memories but hopefully he can get her out of his life and move on! Great chapter as usual, it was such a nice read 💙

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  8. I am a self proclaimed hopeless romantic, and this chapter killed me and sent me to heaven! ❤️ Everything about it was very sweet and didn’t seem rushed at all. I especially loved the bit of Cherry going lingerie shopping and the cute conversation between her and Luc before their first time together. I really like this Luc and hope he is here to stay even if the relationship doesn’t work out.
    I liked reading that little tidbit about Cherry’s family back home. Does this mean we will have a reunion before the end of this generation? I bet her nephew is super cute even if he does look like his D-bag daddy.
    Um, excuse me was Luc about to drop the L-bomb before EBONY’S LAME ASS SHOWED UP AND RUINED EVERYTHING?! Kill this poisonous bitch already. 💀😂

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    • Yay, I’m so glad you liked it!
      Yes, we will be getting a reunion in 3.22! In fact, after that chapter, Cherry’s family and the Torres will be merging, so Cinna + Cara etc will be sharing much more screen time.
      He was indeed about to drop the L-bomb 😢 Don’t worry, I’m keeping the scene where Ebony dies. You guys are going to be MUCH more mad at her in the next flashback!
      Thank you for reading and commenting ❤

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  9. “I think you’re a nice person who is learning to be himself again” YES!! That describes Luc perfectly!!!
    I am glad that Cherry still reconnected with her cousin, and I am curious to see how the family reunion goes between mother and daughter. I don’t have the best relationship with my mother, so I can kind of relate.
    Anyway, another amazing chapter. As always. 🙂

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  10. I’m definitely not a hopeless romantic and, you know me, all my story relationships have been ridiculously toxic and ended horribly LOL. But I think the slow pace of this chapter was warranted, especially to contrast the crazy happenings in the background with the killer. I really love Ashley’s personality, I wish she was around more often! Maybe we see some of her spawn in gen 4? Personally, I’m not a fan of New Luc, but I appreciate that he’s a good person and that in this moment he and Cherry fit well together. So, I’m really wondering what is eventually going to be the cause of their split up? I see Ebony is back and hasn’t changed a bit, that awful girl. What a snake. She’s too damn pretty to be so ugly on the inside. Anyhow, I’m looking forward to Cherry’s (hopeful) eventual meetup with her mom and family. I SURE HOPE Cara has grown up some now that she has a baby boy of her own. Pictures and writing were on point AS ALWAYS! Great job trashy trash can ♥

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    • I’ve been largely ignoring the serial killer plot and I know it’s about to bite me in the ass lmfao.
      Yes, I love Ashley’s personality too! She’s sharp and no nonsense and my kind of gal. I think you will like the Gen 4 & 5 heirs, they have much stronger wills than Cherry and don’t particularly care for romance. They are going to be a lot easier for me to write.
      I’m not a fan of Luc either lmao. I’m not sure if that’s because I haven’t written him well or that it’s just I wouldn’t like him in real life. Probably the latter, I find it difficult to like male characters (or just men in general… guess that’s why I’m single af), and my faves tend to be the powerful female characters. Although, I always make exceptions for our sarcastic bois!
      Thank you for reading and commenting trash ❤

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      • LOL well I mean, it’s an understood lmao. I’m excited for gen 4! Even though I’m going to have such a hard time letting go of Raph lol. He’s staying forever young in my game where I can go and cry about him. Ahaha god xD well… I mean, single is the way to go tbh rofl. I’m a big fan of strong females and sarcastic bad boys, at least in fiction. In real life it’s just like can everyone please leave me the hell alone lol

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        • He is IMMORTAL.
          Yeah, I think I’ll be happy to stay single for the rest of my life lol. I can’t imagine liking a dude sooo much that I actually form an emotional attachment to him. Unthinkable.
          LOL I can relate so hard. I love them in fiction but honestly, I would probably clash against them in real life.

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  11. Don’t worry, Lila. I, like everyone else, really enjoy the read. As always, Ebony kills me. lol I wanna punch that girl and I don’t say that lightly.

    I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again… You write romance very well. Are Cherry and Luc still splitting up? I know he wasn’t supposed to be endgame but now I’m really digging these two together. lol 😀 I wonder what breaks them up?

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    • Thanks!
      Oh, Ebony hasn’t even done her worst yet, so I’m worried about what you will feel about her next chapter LOL.
      Basically, seeing Ebony again has consequences that eventually lead to a breakup. I’m excited to show how it all unfolds.
      Thank you for reading and commenting ❤️

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  12. I’m really bummed now that I only started reading after the changes. From the comments everyone is making, the originals must have been one helluva good read! You wouldn’t happen to have copies *she asks optimistically while not actually expecting any*

    I like Luciferry but I have to admit that I still have my heart set on Gabriel as the Daddy for the next Gen…

    I’m hoping Ebony gets dead really soon! It couldn’t happen to a ~nicer~ more deserving person!

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    • Hello! Oh, before I deleted and rewrote? I’m trying my best to forget the original chapters haha. They featured a triggering theme I didn’t write carefully enough about and it was a horrible mess 😬 Hopefully in the rewrites the writing is better, and I think the plot has improved as well!
      The Luciferry relationship is about to undergo a drastic development so we shall see what happens in the next few chapters 😊
      Ooh, and Ebony hasn’t even done her worst yet…
      Thank you for reading and commenting ❤️

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  13. Two things struck me about that first picture. One – i have those pens! I didn’t know you could get them in sims! And two, that notebook… I wish I could be that arty irl. It’s gorgeous X_X I need more cc oh my god.
    Luc getting flustered with compliments. OH HOW YOU MAKE ME CRY. “Do you really think that?”
    This chapter is complementing that last flashback so well. We can spot the hidden moment between each of these scenes – the glasses, the (bought! not made) waffles, how important it is for Luc to hear Cherry say that he’s a nice person. And then he picks up the book – is she helping him to rediscover himself? Aw babe.
    LMAO, Cherry, ofc your POLICE CHIEF mother knows where you are. We love a fucking idiot, look at her.
    ;_; Luc, you didn’t overreact. Let yourself FEEL man. Oh sweetheart :c
    I had to go all the way back to figure out what you meant by the lock screen – the pictures hadn’t fully loaded by the time I started reading so I hadn’t even noticed the phone! I love it – and I LOVE that film. I didn’t think I would, but here I am, loving it.

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    • Do you want me to send you the link for them?
      AHHHHHHHHHHHHH you picked up on all those details yay! Indeed, she is helping him be a tiny bit more comfortable with the softie he really is.
      LMFAO Cherry is actually a dumbass. I imagine she would have gotten fairly good grades in high school but the Torres are still way smarter even though they didn’t finish their education. You will see that the next generation, most of the kids (not just Cherry’s but everyone else’s) are highly intelligent but two are not. They got Cherry’s genes 😂
      Luc has a… difficult and long journey ahead of him, and you’ll see why in 3.18!
      Me too, I didn’t think I would like it because rom-coms are not my thing, but it was actually hilarious and adorable. Loved the main character!
      Thank you very much for reading and commenting ❤️

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  14. Your crossed fingers have worked! I am liking the read!

    Gosh I really prefer this version, gooey cute, communication and a relationship that goes at its own PERFECT pace heheh
    what the fuck Ebonny thooughhh
    I’m a TAD pissed that Luc just got up and LEFT Cherry with that PSYCHO (i guessss, i could give him over reaction, but in his place I would’ve leaned over to cherry like YES SHE’S A BITCH AND A CRAZY EX, CAN WE SKEDADDLE)

    Great chapter! And very pretty pictures!

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    • Awww I’m happy you liked it! 😊
      I can’t remember if Luc leaving Cherry behind was explained in the next chapter or not (maybe the upcoming one), but I’ll say that he didn’t want her to see him having an alarming breakdown. Still, not ideal that he left Cherry with Ebony!
      Thanks for reading and commenting 💕

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