So I'm back with more FRUK goodness

Be prepared this fic will have a lot of feels to it so bring tissues if you are a softy at heart

There are a lot of feels and a lot of drama. Also Platonic USUK and Platonic Franada as the latter doesn't get much attention.

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Marie burst into the hospital room, not caring about the noise or disruption she may have caused. Her eyes wide with panic and desperation, her breath heavy, her chest heaving as she gasped for air. Out of breath, fear radiating from her in waves, shaking like a leaf. She hadn't slept in days, she had been too worried to allow herself to rest. These past days had been torture for her, pushing her to the limit of her sanity and patience, wishing it would all be over more than anything.

The fear of how close she had come to losing everything, how one second had turned her life upside down in the worst possible way. How a moment of happiness had turned into a moment of severe heartache. While she had been out on a loving date, not a care in the world and enjoying the moment. Before she could react, before she could even blink, within a second Alice had been hit by a drunk driver. Time had suddenly stopped, everything became silent and nothing, but white noise could be heard.

For a while, she had stood in shock, unable to move, unable to react, unable to even breath. Both of them had been lucky not to have been killed. At that moment, she felt her heart stop, soon the tears starting to fall. She fell to her knees, gripping Alice close to her body like a vice. Unable to stop the tears from falling, screaming for someone, anyone to help her. People eventually crowding around her, a large mess of panic and trying to call the police and ambulance, people wrestling the driver and throwing obscenities at him.

Alice was out for two weeks, bandages and gauze wrapped around her head. She never once left her lovers side, scared of what would happen if she did. She slept beside her, held her hand as if it would break if she let go. Kissed her good morning and goodbye slept beside her on the bed etc. Spending every minute she could whenever possible. However, every now and again she had to part ways to speak to the doctor and collect things from home. She and Alice had been friends since their childhood, a love that only grew stronger as they got older. Marie herself was openly bisexual and proud of her sexuality, while Alice was a lesbian. But Marie had loved her since they were kids regardless, a love that never faded. Though Marie went on to date various people over the years to make Alice jealous, in hopes of recovering from her unrequited love. Marie didn't confess till she was 20 and Alice was 16, having a four year age difference. They had been together ever since, now being an engaged couple at the ages of 23 and 26.

They had been planning a wedding together, of finally tying the knot after all these years. The timing having happened perfectly, eventually deciding that Alice was the person she wanted to share eternity with. Nobody else was suited to stand by her side as her wife, as her life partner. Having adopted kids together, the eldest being Amelia who was 18 and her younger sister Maddie who was 17. Both of them were going to be their bridesmaids, but after all that had happened, it was of course put on hold. Because their dreams had been shattered like a rock to glass.

Alice was sat up in bed, her expression calm and blank-faced. Staring back at her visitor with curious eyes, the light gone from her beautiful eyes. Her familiar pigtails undone, her long hair flowing around her waist like golden rain. Her green eyes were big and calm, yet a look of confusion on her face. Giving her the appearance of an angel. How was it that despite the tragedy and trauma they had faced, Marie still felt her heart swell with love just by looking at her?

In a heartbeat, Marie ran towards Alice, breaking down into tears as she held the English girl close to her. The tears pooling around her face, spilling onto the sheets and soaking her lovers bed garments. Her hair styled into a messy French braid, her bangs framing her face. She was wearing a dark blue short sleeved jumper styled blouse, with a heart-shaped chest. A pair of black skinny jeans that complimented her slender figure. A pair of brown ankle boots and a pair of pearl teardrop earrings. An engagement ring shining on her finger. Despite the grief and the slight bags under her eyes from lack of sleep, still keeping up appearances.

Alice was stunned by the gesture, not expecting to be pulled into a hug. Everything happened so fast, she had no idea of who this woman holding her was. She had heard a loud sound and all of a sudden she found herself in this situation. However, she did not hate being hugged, it somehow felt familiar to her, a safe feeling. But she could not recollect ever having met this woman before. Was this woman her family? Was she a friend of her older sister Isla?

Marie held her lover tightly in her arms, her body shaking like a leaf as she sobbed her heart out. She was so overwhelmed, relieved, happy, grateful and yet so very sad. Her heart filled with so many emotions, she could not vocally express them all at once. Her soft blonde hair, her soft cherub cheeks, her small and fragile form, she was so happy to have Alice back in her arms. "Mon Cheri, I have been so worried. Sleep, food, nothing has been able to ease my soul. To be able to look into your eyes again, to have you by my side once more. It is a wish come true" she sobbed. She would never take Alice for granted ever again, she wouldn't tease her (at least not for a while anyway). No matter what she wouldn't let Alice out of her sight, no matter what the risk might be.

Alice felt her cheeks flush as shyness became her. This woman was very beautiful and obviously of French ethnicity. But how did such a lovely woman know someone like her? She had never been overly popular with anyone in the past that she could recall, aside from a few odd admirers and one sided crushes. "Um, excuse me? But… may I ask who you are?" she eventually stammered hesitantly. She felt so impolite that this woman was acting so familiar yet she seemed like a stranger to her. She was very flattered by her affection but she could not ever recall having relations with the woman.

Marie stiffened while embracing the English female, hoping more than anything that she had simply misheard Alice. That what she had just said was simply a misunderstanding. She slowly pulled away from her, a look of fear on her face. Her eyes red from crying, her complexion pale as the situation slowly began to hit her. If this was some kind of joke on Alice's behalf, it was certainly not funny. "Alice, do you not recognize me?" she asked impatiently. This moment felt like a situation out of a drama movie, but never in her life had she ever expected herself to live it in reality. Though many unfortunate people experienced such heartache, never did she think it could ever happen to herself.

Alice shifted in her bed, looking nervous and timid at the confrontation, Her headache and a pulse repeated in her temples painfully, no matter how much she wanted to she could not remember this woman at all. It was like there were chains tightly bound across a door that led to her deeper psyche, preventing her from remembering. She began to shake her head slowly "I… I'm sorry. Being hugged by you. It feels right, but I cannot recall…" she trailed off quietly. Her expression one of hurt and deep guilt, knowing how cruel what she was saying sounded.

Marie could not express her sadness, utter heartbreak overwhelming her entire being. To know she was now a stranger to the woman she loved more than anything. However, she still remained somewhat hopeful about this. All of Alice's memories, she still remembered their relationship, their life together in her heart. But they were locked away deep inside her psyche, her head being wiped clean of their past together while her heart still held them, dear. It would be very frustrating trying to reclaim them, but hopefully, she could help her recover. A sad smile formed on her face, trying to mask the pain inside her. Still shaking a little, she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "I see, excusez-moi, I must speak to the doctor" she apologized. She stroked Alice's cheek affectionately before slowly getting to her feet and exiting the room, leaving Alice alone and confused.

"Your wife is suffering from amnesia, though we cannot confirm whether it's acute or not. This was indeed caused by the head trauma she suffered because of that car collision. Due to the speed of the vehicle she was hit very hard, I dare say she's lucky to even be alive" the doctor explained calmly. She recovered very fast for someone who was in such a dangerous accident, obviously a fighter and a fast healer. However, how fast she healed for a human being was very worrying to him. But whether or not the effects of being hit by a drunk driver would be permanent would be unveiled over time. It was too soon to say, but for the time being they had done all they could.

Marie gripped her hands into balled fists, anger coursing through her. She would never forgive the bastard who caused the worst day of her life, nearly killing her fiancé. The fact that he had been arrested was not enough, he could have killed her. Now what was worse, she suffered from memory loss, but whether she would heal or not was unknown. How could she accept that her life with Alice had been forgotten, that she was the only one who remembered their life together, every moment they had shared together. It was a heartbreak she could not accept.

"I know how stressful this must be for you, I don't envy your situation. But it is possible your fiancé will recover from this, if she carries familiar traits from your relationship in the past, she still has the memories somewhere deep inside her psyche. But she will need to regain them slowly" he reassured her. He then handed Marie some painkillers and sleeping pills in a paper bag. "Just in case of emergencies, the painkillers are for her. But you may use the sleeping pills yourself if need be. Your fiancé needs have a close eye kept on her, after experiencing such a severe accident she is in a very vulnerable situation. I apologize to have to tell you all this, I know this cannot be easy to hear. But I cannot predict how this situation will unfold".

She had been diligently looking after her lover ever since she had been admitted to the hospital. He admired her dedication and devotion to her lover, she had put her own life on hold for the sake of her partners well being. God knows if she had a job and her boss knew about everything that was going on, everything she was trying to balance at the minute. They obviously had a close bond given how loyal Marie was to her lover. The endless days she spent at the hospital in her room, day by day, hour after hour. She obviously loved her dearly and had been a very happy couple. It broke his heart to see them go through such a painful scenario.

Marie held the bag tightly in her hand, the brown paper crinkling in her hand. But she held back her desire to yell at the man. To vent her anger, to say he wasn't working hard enough, and he had to scan her head again for better results. That this was a huge joke, that this wasn't fair and that he sounded like a patronizing fuck. But that wouldn't do anyone any good at all. "Merci doctor, I will feel better to get Alice home. She'll be safe there and it will ease my worries, we will both be more comfortable, allowing us to have some fun at least" she sighed quietly.

Marie held tightly onto her lover's hand as she stood by the entrance with Alice. She refused to let Alice out of her sight no matter what, of course walking home was out of the question in this scenario. Though she probably seemed neurotic, she was terrified of a repeat scenario of what had caused Alice to be hospitalized, to begin with. The fear that danger would once more follow them and ruin her life all over again, she had been through enough pain for a lifetime, this was just the cherry on the cake. She would rather shield Alice this time then let a repeat scenario take place.

She stroked her fingers absentmindedly, hoping to act as some form of reassurance to Alice as well as a comfort for herself. She had been shaken by this whole set of affairs and doubted she would get through this smoothly, it would be hard on both of them. But she had to be stronger than ever now, for herself and for Alice. Her fiancé would be completely relying on her now more than ever, pushing her to her limits. But they were still a team, they had each other, even if it would take Alice a while to realize that.

"Now if you have any troubles at all, don't hesitate to call us" the doctor reminded Marie. Getting home safe was mandatory and the two of them should take it easy for as long as possible. This week had been hard on Marie and she needed to try and relax, for both her mental and physical health. They had her number on file in case of needing to contact her and vise versa, being able to share updates.

Marie smiled wearily, she didn't know how she would get through this. Hell, how would the girls react to this? Though Amelia and Maddie were now grown up, this would take an emotional toll on both of them. Their mother had taken a severe injury from what was a life-threatening accident. They had been worrying non stop while Alice had been hospitalized. "Oui, again thank you for all you have done. You have been a blessing" she sighed. She was so tired, mentally and physically. She needed rest, but she still had so much to do when they returned home.

Alice sat beside her, staring out of the window as she watched the background in content. Her hands rested on her lap, gripped tightly into small balled fists, but her expression was still blank. Causing her lover to worry what kinds of thoughts were rolling through her mind. Her hair was now re-styled into pigtails again, her usual black glasses framing her face. Now adorned in clothes that Marie had brought from home as her other clothes had been wrecked in the accident. A red pleated tartan mini skirt, a pair of black thigh high stockings, brown ankle boots with buckles across the side, and a black turtleneck jumper. She looked very cute in Marie's eyes, resembling her usual self again. However, she knew that though she may have looked the same, internally she was anything but.

The doctor placed his hand on Marie's shoulder and squeezed gently "Good luck Ms Bonnefoy, patience is necessary for the future you have ahead of you. I'll call you when checkups are due, take care now". The recovery for Alice would take a toll on Marie, how soon she would regain her lost memories. Situations like these could be very trying on relationships, arguments and mental health were expected. Alice would be expected to come in for check-ups to see if she was getting any better. Given their observation during her comatose state, she was a fighter and a quick healer. Being her fiancé, Marie was expected to join her.

Marie winced as the sunlight beamed into her eyes like a blinding pillar. Her eyes sensitive from crying, her exhaustion now impacting her heavily. She had over time started to prepare that Alice may never wake up, as hard as it was to accept that scenario. The heartbreaking reality that the love of her life had been torn from her and she would never get them back. Hell, she had been prepared to go to court to get justice on the drunken asshole who had taken her lovers life due to his inebriated state and lack of morals.

Though very much the nation of love, she was no pushover. She had a passionate heart that did not always venture towards happiness, it showed it's colours in every emotion. Her temper not nearly as scary as Alice's, Spain's or even Russia's for that matter, but she was indeed a force to be reckoned with in her own right. Because she was usually such a happy person that nobody ever expected her to be so capable of such anger. Going from a ray of sunshine to a fearsome individual very quickly indeed.

She probably looked a mess, she hadn't slept well and she had several breakdowns out of fear. Talking to Alice while she was out was the hardest thing she had ever had to do, not knowing if she could even hear her voice. She needed coffee, but she also needed a drink. But she knew if she consumed alcohol in this situation, her filter would be weakened. She had been through so much this week, her restraint was not as strong as it used to be. Her ring glistened in the light, proof of her bond with Alice. No matter what road lay ahead of them, she would follow the course and try to help bring back the girl she loved. Somewhere deep inside she has locked away, trying to break out and be free again.

Alice shifted, the sun was warm and the light was bright. She was so used to watching the world from a window that being outside for real felt so strange like she was living in a dream. Everything was so noisy, there were so many people and cars. "So, where do we go now?" she asked. She didn't remember where home was, she had no idea of where to go. Nothing made sense and everything around her felt confusing and unfamiliar. She could only rely on her lover for answers, until the pieces started to fall together again.

Marie chuckled under her breath "I have no idea miel, I'm as lost as you in all of this" she reflected. She felt like a lost child rushing through an adult world in a blind haze, not knowing what to do anymore. She felt like she had hit rock bottom, the worst thing that could have ever happened to her. But she could not show her fear to Alice, for she would only frighten her. "I suppose home is best, the garden is in full bloom and it has always been your favourite". Yes, their garden which was by now so lovely in bloom, full of birds, butterflies and the sounds of nature.

Alice nodded obediently, home yes that sounded right to her. She could recollect a vintage style cottage with a lovely garden. The picture clear in her mind, but that was all she could think of at that moment. Anything else on her abode did not form an image in her mind yet, but she had been told to be patient about trying to remember things. But Marie would know, she was her fiancé after all. They had obviously lived together for a long time before she developed amnesia. She would remember where their home was and what kind of place it was. So she didn't have to worry so much, right?

Slowly, she reached out to take Marie's arm gently, feeling braver as she held her close. She was still scared and confused, but she was getting used to the fact she had a fiancé. Though never in her life did she ever believe someone could love her. She had been so lonely growing up, being called a weakling, pushed around for being the runt, people teasing her because of her gifts to see the unknown, for her babyface and lack of womanhood. To have a woman who loved her so much, it was a blessing.

Marie was taken aback by the gesture, the first forward move Alice had made in all of this. Her heart fluttering as her lover reached out to her, taking her arm so naturally. Gazing down at her with wide eyes, happier than words could convey. She had been right, some part of Alice still remained inside of her, trying to break out. Though subtle, she remembered how casual Alice was sometimes when comfortable. Touching her as naturally as she would eat or sleep.

"Home sounds best" Alice stammered shyly. She felt she would feel most comfortable when they returned home. She wanted to sit outside in the sunshine, away from the public. Maybe, she and Marie could talk about their life together, alone and in private. Placing a hand over Alice's, realizing she was still shaky. She told herself she had to be brave, that she could take it easy at home. This felt so natural if only she wasn't walking with a semi-stranger instead of her usual stubborn but perverted lover. She then led Alice away, towards the direction of home.

Marie closed the door behind Alice, placing the key in a glass bowl on the counter. Finding herself hurrying about like a maid, despite it being their shared home for a long time. Not knowing what to do with herself. She had to keep herself busy or she would only fuss over Alice and her anxiety would become apparent. They were home now, which took a great deal of strain off her shoulders. However, there was more to come and that worried her.

Alice gazed around the house, staring at the photos and decorative items covering their walls. It was like she was living the story of Alice in Wonderland as if she had entered a whole new world that was not her own, yet it was. They had truly lived in a place like this together? It felt like something she had read in a book as a small girl, stepping into the pages of her imagination. She already felt welcomed inside, this place having a warm and comforting ambiance that made her chest feel warm with ease.

"I can brew us some tea, I made some fresh pastries especially. We can eat them in the garden in the sunshine. I know you love to admire the flowers in spring" Marie replied cautiously. Her fairy friends would be waiting on her eagerly, for they had missed her. She had not been gifted with the magical site as Alice had. Unable to see the things unseen by the normal eye, but she appreciated that her lover could. At first, she found it strange and simply that Alice was an odd child, but over time realized how gifted she was.

Alice's eyes brightened a little, her demeanour happier. She nodded in agreement, she did love a freshly brewed tea, though it was expected as they were lovers that Marie would know what beverages she liked. It still felt odd to her saying that word, fiancé. Due to her lack of suitors and unrequited love over the years, she had accepted the fate of forever being a lone woman who was never destined for love. That she would only admire others from afar while romance filled their lives with joy. Yet, by some magical fate she had managed to find what she had always longed for, with her dream girl.

"You can change into something more comfortable if you wish, your clothes are upstairs. I will call you when the tea is prepared" Marie reassured her. Having some head space would allow her to calm herself and get used to her new life, of acting as a carer to her beloved. Though she did not truly believe there was anything wrong with what Alice was wearing, she had grabbed it all in a rush. Being home, she would be more comfortable in shorts, jeans or a casual T-shirt.

Alice did not think that there was anything wrong with her clothes, however, black was very warm in this weather. Dressing in something lighter would surely be a relief, allowing her to cool off in the heat. So she headed in the direction of the stairs to locate their assumed shared bedroom. Before making her leave, Alice stopped. Though she was very new to the idea she was in a relationship, let alone engaged to wed this woman. Somewhere, deep inside she felt a longing. She desired this woman to kiss her, she didn't know why. But she wanted to receive affection from the latter. "Marie?" she questioned shyly, wondering if what she was asking was improper given how upset she had been earlier today.

Marie looked up, she knew giving Alice support was expected as she had not yet adapted to her life as an amnesiac. Many things would be difficult for her, to slowly piece her life back together after losing such a large chunk of it. Even the most normal of things would seem alien to her. "Do you want my help cher?" she said fondly. The doctor said she would be very reliant on her for the first couple of weeks. But she was prepared for that, she had always been a naturally maternal soul which is why their kids turned out so well.

Alice's cheeks flushed as red as the skirt she wore. Knowing how awkward such a request was, feeling it was improper given to her this felt like their first meeting. But to Marie, this would be a completely natural act. She had no reason to be ashamed of her desires, there was nothing perverse or inappropriate about them. "May… may I ask you…. for a kiss?" she stammered bashfully. There was a long silence as the words echoed in the air, Alice and Marie staring at one another. The chirping of birds, the gentle rustle of leaves in the wind echoing in the background. The tick of the grandfather clock in the hall, watching one another.

Marie stepped towards Alice slowly, she would kiss Alice as many times as she wanted if it helped bring her memory back. But as to not scare her, she would do so only when the latter was comfortable. As the gap closed between them, she cupped Alice's face in her hands. Gazing down at her with love. She then leaned forward to capture Alice's lips in a soft but loving kiss, her lips still so sweet. How she had missed being able to kiss her like this, instead of the one-sided kisses she had until now. Her lover being unaware had not been as comforting, like kissing a sleeping beauty who would not wake. After pulling away, she saw the colour still adorning Alice's cheeks. She had to say this more passive and shyer version of Alice was indeed very sweet. Making her want to baby her all the more. "Did you like that?" she asked.

Alice swallowed nervously, not averting her gaze "Y… Yes" she mumbled. The kiss felt familiar somehow, despite not being able to remember ever having been intimate with this woman before. But it was indeed a pleasant feeling. Marie's lips were so soft and warm, the taste of something sweet hinted on their surface. Her skin so pale and soft, warm to the touch, so smooth and fine. She was indeed a beautiful woman.

Marie stepped back, not wanting to overdo it and make Alice uncomfortable. "Now dearest, go upstairs and make yourself at home. When I am done preparing everything I will come and get you" she reminded Alice. Gently manoeuvring her upstairs so she could start to feel more welcome. Knowing she would only worry further with Alice hovering around. She wanted Alice to feel at home as soon as possible, to get adapted to her new/old life again.

"So Alice is back home? Is she ok? She hasn't lashed out has she? I know amnesia can cause a lot of confusion, their moods can be very unpredictable" Maddie panicked. She was relieved to know Alice was coming home at last but had not seen her yet she didn't know what state she would be in.

Times like these Marie was relieved that Maddie was the more mature of their children. Something she had inherited from both herself and Alice, which she was very proud of. Acting as an anchor in their given situation. "Non, she has not. She is very confused, but she is slowly adapting to being home and of course…. Us being involved with one another". She was never ashamed of the fact she was engaged to another woman, she would fight hatred towards their relationship just as strongly as it was given. But trying to remind someone who forgot how much you loved them, it was a very hurtful task to one's self.

Maddie breathed a sigh of relief down the phone, she had been worrying non stop after Alice was hospitalized. To the point, her passive-aggressive nature was less passive and more snappy. She had been restless and very stressed out about all this. Though she called Marie to check up on her while Alice was hospitalized, she was booking flights to stay with them both a while. She could not leave her mothers alone in this situation, they were family and abandoning them to cope was not an option. She wanted to be there for them as much as possible. Until then, she would send care packages to get them through.

"Pardonne-moi, I have left you alone in all this mama. I should have been with you, but my work has been so hectic" Maddie apologized. She could only begin to imagine what this was like for her. Having to deal with this all by herself. She knew Marie was proud of how responsible she was, yet she had not been there for her during such a traumatic event. Making her feel weak, helpless and very useless indeed.

Marie smiled to herself, she had raised Maddie right. She was a deeply empathetic young woman who had a beautiful soul and a good head on her shoulders. "The fact that you are coming home means the world to me. Look after yourself Érable". She would need her sleep, to prepare herself for the long journey and what she would face when introducing herself to Alice. Having to explain to your second mother, that you were in fact her child.

Maddie then hung up the phone, leaving Marie alone with her thoughts. It would be indeed easier when Maddie eventually returned from her current home in Canada. The trip back to France would be long but very much worth the journey, to support one another as a family. Now for the second part, she had to call Amelia. Now Amelia was the eldest but still very childish and very emotional. Having to tell her all of this would not be easy and she knew that it was bound to end with tears. But they had to pull together through all of this.

"Is she alive? Is she ok? How did she seem after coming back from the hospital? What did the doctor say?" Amelia babbled, speaking nearly one hundred miles an hour. Spouting out her words in an endless stream of panic and frustration. How the hell had she been the last to know about the fact that one of her mum's had been in a near fatal car accident. She was the heroine, she was supposed to protect and help those in need, especially her family. Yet, she had been able to do nothing.

Marie could only be patient, for deep down inside, she felt the exact same way. But they could not rush this as the recovery had to happen on its own. They could not bring her back to normal at the snap of a finger. "Amelia, breathe. Yes, Angleterre is alive and she is taking her time. She was very passive and clingy, but that is to be expected after suffering a head injury in a collision. The doctor said not to keep an eye on her and come in for routine check-ups to mark her progress". Though she understood the conflict her eldest felt all too well.

There was a long sigh on Amelia's side of the phone, expressing her frustration on the matter. She was a complex and deeply emotional person, still growing and maturing as a person. Knowing there was nothing she could do to make things better wasn't helping matters. "I'm sorry, I know I'm not helping. I'm her little sister and her child, but all I do is sit, sulk and complain. It's just… knowing how close we came to… to losing her.. I…" her voice trembled as it began to crack. Her strength beginning to waver as she bit back her desire to cry.

"I know mon petit héros, but we have to stay strong. She needs us now more than ever, we cannot afford to fall apart" she soothed. She had to play both mothers now, to keep their family together during this hardship. Support, love and trust would help get them through, knowing your memories would be one sided when it came to Alice. That something you once shared was now only yours to keep, there were no words for such emotional pain.

"I'm coming home no matter what. I want to see her, I want to see you. I… I want to see my mothers" Amelia babbled. She didn't care how much trouble she got into with her boss. She wanted to be where she felt safe. Being able to see the people she loved, her family. After coming so close to losing a family member, scared her deeply. Making her remember how lucky she was, how grateful she was to have something so precious.

So, both her babies were coming home. Maddie and Alice were leaving their jobs and their new homes to come home to them both after everything. She couldn't be prouder of the two girls she had raised into two strong and beautiful young women. "Merci Amelia. It will be good to see you both, take care of yourself. Je t'aime". Again, she hung up the phone. Gripping the object tightly in her hand, staring into oblivion. Trauma and loss really did bring people together, negativity was the strongest emotion next to love. What would she do without her babies? "You can do this, everything will be ok. Breathe" she told herself. As soon as the girls got here, she would be ok. They would be better together.

Miel-Honey

Cher-dear

Pardonne Moi-Forgive me

Erable-Maple

Mon petit heros-My little hero

Mon cheri-My darling