Semblance of control

ELSIDA

My little surprise meet cute with Beatrice turns into a sob session I had no clue I needed.

Scratch that, it’s exactly what I needed, it was like the universe positioned us in the same place when I needed her the most cause what were the odds that I would find the only female friend I ever made in high school in Spain?

“I know I shouldn’t love him but I just-“ I croak, trailing off as I wipe my tears hastily.

“Oh please Elsida, don’t say that. We cannot control who we love. If we were able to do that, I don’t think love would have had such value.”

“Not helping,” I murmur. “You’re supposed to be telling me that it’s entirely wrong and I shouldn’t be thinking about Julien in such a way when we share a sibling.”

Beatrice blows a raspberry and moves closer to me, she rubs my arm softly. Luckily, the peony garden shields us from my guards and over-curious maids.

“You know I can’t do that, this isn’t the first time something like this is happening in the universe. Shit happens, our