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“W-what do you mean ‘breaking up’?! Jonathan, our wedding is in two weeks!”
“I’m sorry, Eleanor. I’ve realized I made a mistake, I just...I’ve fallen out of love. It’s my fault, not yours I swear. You’ve been perfectly lovely ever since I met you, but...I-I’m just...I can’t do it.”
“Now isn’t the time for cold feet! All our family is coming, it’s taken almost two full years of planning, preparing, dreaming!! You can’t do this!!”
“...I’m calling it off, all of it. They can still come, have a family reunion on me, most of my family is from Europe anyway. It’s not such a big deal for them to cancel, so…”
“Jon...please, please , rethink this…”
“My decision is final. I’ve already packed and booked a flight, so...do what you wish with what I have left. Goodbye, Eleanor.”
“No...no…”
The woman, Eleanor, sunk down into the couch as she sobbed with despair. Her fiance...ex-fiance left, taking a duffel bag he had by the door. In his hurry to leave, Jonathan didn’t close the door quite right and left it open just a bit, enough room for a particularly nasty pest to flutter in.
A black winged butterfly landed on Eleanor’s engagement ring, and a voice echoed in her mind.
“Love Struck, how tragic is it for your beloved to run out on you? I will give you the power to make anybody, man or woman, to fall deeply, irrevocably, insatiably in love with the first person they see, and all I ask for in return is-”
“Ladybug and Chat Noir’s Miraculouses!” Eleanor snarled, standing with her fists clenched at her side, a deep violet and black magic bubbling around her, forming her into an archangel with a platinum halo/helmet on her face that covered her eyes and the top of her head, woven with sterling silver roses, with donned long, flowing black roman robes with three sets of metallic gold wings sprouting from her back.
In the hand with the ring, a long bow made of light appeared and she pulled back the string, flying out the door to seek her ex-fiance…