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37. reunions are sweet

BELLE ÂME

vol.4

37. reunions are sweet

[ Paris, France, May 27th, 1832 ]

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The morning sun was rising with an orange hue as it rose of the trees, the faint sound of birds chirping rang across the house as they started to wake with the sunlight. Inside the house, a calm silence was in place, with all who lived there currently taking place in a peaceful sleep.

One single occupant however, was already awake and bustling about. Annette had woken at the same time as the sun, her excitement preventing her from sleeping any longer. Taking in a deep breath and pacing herself for the day, she quickly darted out of her bed and got herself ready as her mind began reeling and filling with thoughts.

On one hand, the girl was extremely excited to see her friends again, she had been waiting for this moment for so long. And she was also glad that she would finally see Enjolras again, but at the same time, she couldn't help but worry, after all, the way she had left had not been the most ideal and Annette feared that he has moved on already, or that her Aunt Monique was right, after all, although she had trusted him when they were together, none of them ever specified that they were together together.

Shaking her head, she quickly composed herself and walked out the door of her bedroom, her steps quick as she silently headed downstairs, making sure that she did not wake anyone with her steps, thought her shoes were not cooperating one bit as they sounded against the marble floors of her home.

As she walked along the halls of her house, Annette felt a wave of joy hit her, she was home at last and now no one could take her away anymore, her brother and Aunt Chantal had made sure of that.

Annette headed out the door of her house and began traveling through the streets of Paris, watching as a few windows slowly opened and shops began unlocking their doors, inviting customers in. A bright smile made its way onto the girls face as she looked around the city, for what felt like the first time in a milling years.

She watched gleefully as the city of Paris continued to come to life in the early morning, the crisps air hitting her face and making her hair fly around her as her feet moved below her, guiding her towards the Musain.

However, when the girl finally got there, she felt a pit of dread settle in her stomach, making her stagger backwards before her feet firmly planted themselves on the ground as the girl tried to calm her breathing, feeling a knot forming on her chest and trying desperately to make it go away, she was nervous.

And Annette knew how silly it was, to be nervous over something like this, after all, she wasn't just going there to see Enjolras, she wanted to see all her friends, but at the same time, Annette knew full well that the only reason she had risen out of bed this early was that he would be the only one there, therefore giving them some time alone together.