Hi lovelies! There is a sad scene and a lot of it is in French. I'm 99% sure it's accurate but I'm screwed if my French teacher (duolingo lmao) doesn't know what he's doing. Anyways google translate should probably translate it fine so don't worry too much about translating it. Enjoy!

Dawn -

As soon as he's gone, I peel off the glove and scrub it on my dress, hoping to remove all evidence of the kiss. What is wrong with this man? Anysaneperson would've eliminated me already.

I walk back to my room, disgruntled, and take off the other glove too. Violet looks at them worriedly.

"Was there a problem, my lady?" She asks.

I smile at her, not wanting to hurt her feelings.

"No, they were perfect." I reassure her.

Perfectly ruined. I'm not so petty to waste something so fine, though. I can just wash them. She takes them from my hands and inspects them but doesn't find anything. She frowns at me, then tells me she's going to wash them. I sigh as she leaves. I hope I don't have to get used to people doing things for me.

Amber -

June hands me the phone and nods, then stands up and leaves the room.

"Hello? Amber?" Chase asks.

His voice is crackly, but I can still tell it's him.

"Mon amour?" He asks again.

"I'm here, Mon coeur." I say.

Somehow, my voice doesn't break.

"Ce qui ne va pas?" He asks.

I choke down a sob.

"Je suis malade." I say.

He laughs on the other end, and it would be reassuring except I'm serious.

"Wait, what do you mean?" He asks, when I don't laugh with him.

"I'm dying, Chase."

There it is, the break in my voice. His voice nearly shatters the phone.

"What?" He nearly shouts.

I wince, holding the phone a little away from my ear.

"I need a blood transfusion." I whisper.

"How long do you have?" He asks.

I hesitate.

"Three months." I say.

There's a long silence, and for a moment, I think the call has been disconnected.

"Mon coeur?" I ask.

No reply. A tear slides down my cheek, and I whisper into the phone, knowing he can't hear me.

"J'espère que tu trouveras quelqu'un d'autre, Mon coeur. J'espère que tu seras à nouveau heureux."

His voice sounds again shortly after. "Hold on, Amber. I'm trying to find a match. I'm sure someone here will be positive."

But my hopes don't get any higher. There's no use in being let down again.

"Je t'aime, Mon amour." I say.

"Non, attends-" He says.

But I cut the call. I smile a little, at his natural switch to French as soon as I use it.

Kyle -

It's been a day, and I haven't seen Dusk at all. I guess she must be missing Dawn. I should probably find out what wing she's staying in. Suddenly, feeling a pang of sadness, I wonder whether she will even be happy to see me. I'm overwhelmed with the urge to see her again, even if she can't see me.

-o-

"Thank you for a lovely date." I freeze.

It's the prince. As I round the corner, I see Austin and Dusk, and Austin is kneeling in front of her with her hand to his lips. My heart seizes. I'd recognize Dawn 's really her.

I'm unsure how long I stand there, watching them, but eventually Austin walks away and Dawn peels off the glove and scrubs it against her dress. I snicker, thinking how Dusk would never do that. God I miss her.

Dawn walks away, but I'm happier now that I know at least one of my sisters is here with me, even if she might not know that. She can never know.