Chapter four: Teddy and Victoire
Candle flavour: Buttercream
Extra prompts: ivory and coconut
It wasn't right that he should be so much in love after just one day, but he was. It was interesting, if you thought about it - who'd have thought that love at first sight was real? Not Teddy, that was certain. His gran had never been much of a romantic, and so he was't either. Love only got you hurt.
But he loved Victoire, even so: he loved her gleaming teeth, white like ivory. He loved her soft, buttercream skin. He loved her long blonde hair that always smelt like coconut and vanilla. He loved her, loved her more than anything he'd ever known.
The problem was, she didn't love him. Love was poison, like rancid cream or sour fruit. It only ever got you hurt.
Ugh, cynical!Teddy...Never written him before.
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