The First Age

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The morning had turned into a whirlwind of emotions and passion. Ayden wasn't sure anything else would ever compare. Her pessimism sought to bring her down, this was the peak, nothing but down from here. But she pushed it away as she watched Connor sleep. No, that couldn't have been the top, it was just the start. It might be A peak, but it wasn't the last, nor the highest, they were just getting started.

Ayden sighed, as she spied the forgotten disposable phone on the edge of the bed. She didn't know how long they'd been in bed, she didn't want to care, but she had to keep her word. She carefully slipped out of his embrace, careful not to wake him. He slept so peacefully and Ayden smiled as she looked down on him from the end of the bed.

Ayden worked quietly to get dressed. It would not do to have Connor see Natalia leave. It was probably the fasted Ayden had ever applied her make up, gotten dressed and dolled up for her clients. She wore a casual business suit, with short skirt, black stockings and heels. The black wig was securely on and Ayden was no longer present. But before everything became Natalia, Ayden scribbled a note on a piece of paper in perfect girly script. "I want to be with you too. XO Ayden". She left it on the pillow next to him and softly walked out of her own apartment. She pushed the paranoia away, as she prayed he'd not dig too deeply in her things. The moment the door shut, Natalia took over, but this time Natalia was happy and tinged with excitement, a certain glow about her.


Edited by Ayden, May 23 2014, 11:29 AM.
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