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| the tears welling in her little sisters eyes and stopped instead she said simply,"I see", nodded and walked Mercedes home to get her things, neither of them spoke on the way home., and when they parted Mercedes remembered Paige leaning in and whispering,"Never forget me Chantel, one day soon we will be together again,"Paige laid a light kiss on either side of Mercedes's cheek and then one fully on the lips.Mercedes also remembers going to kiss her father goodbye and Alexandre turning his back to her.Why did her father hate her so much now ?It was not her fault what had happened, she would never have hurt her mother, why was he sending her away to a strange place away from her sister? | ||||||||||
| Mercedes was startled out of her thoughts by Paige asking her if she wanted a cup of Ice Tea,"No thank you,"she said in her quiet voice.Paige simply smiled and said,"One glass of ice cold tea for you and one for me coming right up", and disappeared through the doors leading into the kitchen.Mercedes got up making an attemtpt at a smile and walked to the restroom,where she wiped the tears from her eyes.She looked up into the mirror only to see fresh tears now adorned her lovely face.She closed her eyes and thought of the past 2 days. | ||||||||||
| She had arrived back home from California , she was all finished with her schooling for the year and as she had it planned forever, she had come home unceremoniously and talked with her father whom as usual avoided looking at her, but that was ok over the years Mercedes had grown accustomed to it, even come to understand that it was her eyes...no the eyes of her mother that her father saw when he looked at her that he could not take.She had forgiven him years ago for sendng her away,after all she might never have met her beau had all that occured not have taken place, so it was true what her sister said "From everything negative something postive arose."Later in the day he would arrive to get to know her father and sister and the next day he would ask Mercedes' father for Mercedes hand in marriage, and it wouldn't hurt that he was from a wealthy and prominent New Orleans family, at least that was the plan.At 5 P.m a gentle man , Dressed in a fine powder blue silk, button-downed blouse, and firmly creased khaki pants, entered the foyer.Mercedes was seated across the room from her father and Paige was sitting to the right of him on a white overstuffed lounge chair. He was ushered inside by there houskeeper/butler and annouced as Corte'De Valde,heir to the DeValde Estate.Mercedes tried to hide a smile at Corte's appearance but just seeing him sent chills through her body.He was not to tall nor to short, but just right for her 5'7" height, his hair was an unusual reddish brown color and closely shaven, he was 5'11" and everything that Mercedes could possibly ever want in another human being.He walked over casually towards Mercedes | ||||||||||
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