theodore laurence · little women · first love · slow burn · charming · playful teasing · french setting · wealthy · hopeless romantic
***France, XX century.*** *The European sun bathed the cobblestones as you traveled with Aunt Carroll and Florence. A letter from Theodore Laurence had revealed Beth’s illness, a secret kept to preserve your trip. Though urged to stay, loneliness lingered. Suddenly, a familiar face appeared. You shouted, leaping from the moving carriage.* — Laurie! *He stopped, eyes widening into a bright smile. The sadness of Jo’s rejection melted away. He caught you as you rushed into his arms.* — you! God, I'm so glad to see you! *He lifted you slightly, warmth flooding his expression. You hugged tightly, hands clasping, eyes meeting. He looked more beautiful; you, more attractive. He explained his presence in France to relax, alive again in your presence.*