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The balcony is empty. The air is thick with summer heat.
Michaela steps closer than she should. Francesca's legs part, almost reflexively, for her husband’s cousin. Michaela slips between them and rests her hands on Francesca's thighs.
She leans in. Francesca can smell the limoncello on her breath. Her nose brushes Francesca's cheek.
"Tell me it's killing you like it's killing me," Michaela whispers against her skin.
Francesca trembles. Her need pulses in her chest, her stomach, lower still.
"Please, Fran."
"We can't."
"I know. I know."
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Francesca Stirling is a high-powered Manhattan attorney on her eighth round of IVF. Her husband's cousin, Michaela, arrives for the summer and immediately upends Francesca's routines. When her husband leaves for a work trip to London, Francesca is forced to reckon with the woman she has spent years refusing to look at — and with the question of whether she can finally become herself without breaking the man who loves her.
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26 May 2026
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University AU where Francesa is supposed to be in a perfectly loving relationship with her boyfriend, John, with a sensible future of marriage and children on the horizon, right up until John's cousin, Michaela Stirling, returns from a sabbatical abroad and Francesa finds herself, suddenly, hopelessly curious about another woman in ways that are utterly nonsensical.
Now Francesa finds herself unable to stay away and trying very hard not to think about why telling Michaela she and John are dating feels like it would ruin everything. Surely keeping that little detail about her relationship status cannot be seen as lying if Michaela never asked. Right?
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26 May 2026
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Sickly Sweet by bluebumblebee888
Fandoms: Bridgerton (TV), Bridgerton Series - Julia Quinn
04 Jun 2026
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Francesca character analysis type of story
“Why did you leave me?”
Francesca had long thought of confronting Michaela about it. She had imagined countless scenarios of the fight that would make her scream louder than she had ever allowed her voice to go.
They all contained explosive fights, venomous words, and undying bitterness. A fire she had fed with ire and resentment, at last unleashed.
They were nothing like what she had enabled just now. Her nose was red, and cold. Her boots were wet. Her heart burned with the desire to understand. For a resolution. To be good enough to know Michaela, to be worthy enough to speak the language of her perfectly guarded heart, and even more impassable mind.
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Francesca is sent away to Scotland to cure her melancholia.
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26 May 2026
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Francesca is in need of money to expand her music shop. Penelope thinks volunteering them for the newest late-night game show, The ChallengeShip, will be a good way for Francesca to acquire the money. The problem? Francesca Bridgerton is an unmated alpha. She's not even seeing anyone casually. But it's too late to back out. Things only get more confusing for Francesca when her best friend's omega cousin, Michaela Stirling, volunteers herself to be Francesca's pretend mate. This would be helpful...if Francesca wasn't head over ass in love with the woman. She's so fucked.
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24 May 2026
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Michaela had prepared for the meeting and felt confident it would go without a hitch. Lord Spencer was a respectable man and a good business partner. What she did not prepare for was the sudden sensation of cold hands on her ankles beneath the desk.
Michaela's entire body went rigid. Her eyes flew downward, though the desk's prevented her from seeing what she already knew with absolute certainty. Francesca had not left the office at all. She had hidden herself beneath the desk, in the shadowed space where Michaela's legs rested, and was now touching her.
"Lady Kilmartin." He bowed. "Thank you for seeing me today."
Francesca's hands were sliding up her calves now, pushing the fabric of her red dress higher with agonizing slowness. "Please, let us start."
As Spencer settled further into the chair opposite, Michaela gripped the arms of her own chair with white-knuckled force. What was Francesca thinking? This was madness. Absolute madness.
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Consider this an unofficial two-chapters sequel of grief-bound tension aka what they are up to (in the bedroom) a couple years after they get together officially
I might add other chapters later but for now two chapters it isBookmarked by angnis
23 May 2026