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Remember Me pt3 Her memory shifted back to the present. Treize, no-not Treize lay beside her in the lush canopy bed. Her eyes widened as she realized that it was Andrew who lay beside her and the reason he had came to be there. She had been feeling so over whelmingly lonely and had asked him to stay over for dinner. One thing had led to another and then she found herself feeling as though she had degrated herself and betrayed Treize. *Thats absurd* she thought vehemently. Treize was dead how coud she possibly betray him? ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Ding dong! The bell rang right as she had slipped into a comfortable pair of red flats. �I�m coming!� She called and hurried down the stairs, being careful not to slip on the slick tile. �Damn doorbell, who the hell would be here at this time?� Reaching the door, she threw it open wide, a stinging retort on her lips-which died the moment she came face to face with her caller. Eyes the same peircing magnetic blue they had always been stared smilingly at her, the aristocratic way he carried himself, the lock of thick brown hair that fell over his left brow, the strong chisled features.....Treize Khushrenada stood in the doorway. Or a man who looked very much like him. She could barely control herself as she calmly asked him to state his purpose. �My name is Troy Kasadone, I just moved in. And I wanted to get to know my neighbors.� �Oh, I-I am really happy to meet you Mr. Kasadone. My name is Lady Anne, but I go by just Anne. I havent had the Lady prefix in awhile.� She trailed off. �And, why not? May I ask?� He said in a tone that made her blush. She blushed hotly. �I-I just dont thats all. I-it was a special name to me. It was given by a very special person.� Tears silently filled her eyes. �Gomen nasai Lady. I did not mean to bring you pain. I simply implied that Lady suited you much better than simple, ordinary Anne. May I call you Lady?� She gasped slightly. �I-well, I-of course if you insist.� �I do.� |
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