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[choosemarecal]

Won’t Say I’m In Love- Marecal Modern Paris AU

Note: why hello yes i know it’s been a month but here it is!! i am very sorry for not posting much this past month, but i just gotta have something to commemorate the first day of march!! enjoy ! :) 

Chapter 1: Mare

Chapter 2: Mare

//Wattpad

Chapter 3: Cal

I didn’t remember when I fell asleep, only that Mare was sleeping on my shoulder. If I was being truthful, I thought that was a thing that only happened in movies, but her soft snoring proved wrong.

I awoke when I felt Mare stiffen and quickly shift away from me. When she realized she woke me up, her face looked flushed.

“Sorry about that. I didn’t mean to… I just—”

I gave her a small smile. “Hey, it’s fine. You were tired, and I just happened to have the perfect shoulder to use as a pillow.”

She grinned at that, at least, but I could tell she was still startled from it.

“So, uh,” I checked my phone. “Looks like we’ll be landing soon.”

She widened her eyes. “Wait, I slept for basically the entire fight?”

“We slept for the entire time, yes. Quite refreshing, don’t you think?”

She nodded and turned her attention to the window. There were only clouds in sight, but she didn’t look away. Minutes of silence passed through us and I began to worry. Did I do something wrong? Damn it, Cal, talk to her.

I cleared my throat. “So, are you going straight to your sister’s shop after this?”

She still didn’t turn to me. “Yeah. She’s actually picking me up at the airport.” We fell back into an uncomfortable quiet.

“I’m sorry, but did I do something wrong? You seem a bit alarmed.”

Mare immediately faced me. “No! No, you didn’t do anything wrong. It’s only that I haven’t seen my sister in… well, let’s just say not recently. The last time I did…,” she hesitated. I was about to say she didn’t have to share it, but she gave in and started again. “She was recovering from an accident that I was part of. She broke her hand.” Her voice cracked and I had to stop myself from reaching out.

“She was already amazing at sewing and knew that she wanted to pursue a career in that area. I messed it all up. But she was committed.” Mare paused and closed her eyes before continuing. “She was determined to heal her hand and train it again. I wasn’t there, though. I knew she could still use sewing machines, but her hand never fully recovered. And I just know that some of her spirit didn’t recover either.” She drew in a breath and finally looked me in the eye.

For a second, I felt everything in me freeze. The amount of emotion gleaming in her eyes could fuel a storm. When she blinked, the feelings seemed to dim, but I understood that her mind was still a raging war, a whirlwind of pain and regret colliding with the unending battle.

I found my voice. “Mare… I don’t know much about who you are. But I am certain Gisa has forgiven you for what happened. Didn’t you guys talk last night?”

“She didn’t mention it. Just rambled on about her shop and the gala. Gisa seemed happy, Cal. Now she wants me to visit her, but I know I’m going to ruin that happiness she found for herself,” Mare said shakily, clenching her fists.

I didn’t stop myself this time when I placed a hand on her shoulder. “Mare, listen to me when I say Gisa wants you to be there. And by the sound of it, she’s going to be thrilled you’re here. You can’t ruin her happiness because you’re a part of it. The only way to ruin it is to not meet her.”

She stared at her hands, twitching with what could be anxiety or remorse. She was still for a long moment before responding.

“I’m going to be honest, I don’t know why I told you any of that. But… thank you,” she added quietly.

My mouth was shaped into an answer when the captain cut me off. “Ladies and gentlemen, we are beginning our landing in a few moments, so please buckle your seat belts and put your backseat trays up. Oh, and if you look out your row window, the clouds have cleared and the city of love is in view.”

Mare shifted her eyes to the window and I followed her gaze.

Countless buildings and roads were visible, but the main attraction was the Eiffel Tower. I’ve been to Paris a few times before, but only for business meetings. I hadn’t felt the need to explore the city, seeing as I was constantly on my own. My eyes moved to the right and landed on the girl next to me, transfixed on the city below.

A thought came rushing to me, although it was as if it had already been there.

I don’t have to spend my time here alone anymore. This is the city of love, after all.

oops another note: *characters are not mine; from RQ series by Victoria Aveyard* heyhey how’d you like it? i don’t know what to think about this chapter... what do you think about it? is it okay? or did i just fail at writing this? new chapter up soon hopefully

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Won’t Say I’m In Love- Marecal Modern Paris AU

Note: why hello yes i know it’s been a month but here it is!! i am very sorry for not posting much this past month, but i just gotta have something to commemorate the first day of march!! enjoy ! :) 

Chapter 1: Mare

Chapter 2: Mare

//Wattpad

Chapter 3: Cal

I didn’t remember when I fell asleep, only that Mare was sleeping on my shoulder. If I was being truthful, I thought that was a thing that only happened in movies, but her soft snoring proved wrong.

I awoke when I felt Mare stiffen and quickly shift away from me. When she realized she woke me up, her face looked flushed.

“Sorry about that. I didn’t mean to… I just—”

I gave her a small smile. “Hey, it’s fine. You were tired, and I just happened to have the perfect shoulder to use as a pillow.”

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