Red Lips; Paulo Dybala

The Game

Salomé looked at herself in the mirror, twirling watching the black and white colors. A proud smile on her face, thinking to herself that she sure would resemble her father much more now that she wore it.

Celine stood in the door way, her eyes gleaming  with the twinkle a proud mother could only have, "Let me do your hair." Celine finally spoke, smiling brightly at her daughter. Salome   nodded hurrying for a white bow her mother could use to put on top.

"A ponytail." Salomé spoke and her mother nodded. A wave of nervousness and anxiety in her stomach taunting her. Salome would finally be exposed to the world, Celine along with her and there was nothing she could do. She couldn't tell her daughter that she couldn't go with her to her father's game. She couldn't tell a six year old child that she was broken and her father was the blame, "I'm super excited, mommy!" And Celine forced a smile on her face as she finally pulled all her hair into a high ponytail.

"I bet you are." Celine kissed her head, embracing you from behind. Holding her closer, to try to find comfort in her, "I love you so much, you know that?" She asked and Salome nodded, turning to look at her mother, "You're my whole world." She stated.

Salome threw her hands around her mother and hugged her tightly. In all means her mother was her everything, she was her role model and she was the reason she had decided to read earlier in her childhood. All she wanted as her mother to be proud of her. Paulo, he was different story. It was a chapter in her life that she was discovering, but she felt the love and the warmth her father offered to her, "Around the moon and back." Celine sighed. Words she had told Paulo so many years ago was no being repeated by her six year old.

"Imposible." Celine kissed her all over her face making her daughter giggle. Salome wheezed out a laugh that made Celine laugh along with her. It was the moments where both Salomé and Celine wished Paulo was there. Like a family that they deserved to be.

"Mommy, when will you and daddy finally move in together?" She asked as Celine slipped on her wedge sandals. Celine frowned, pushing her hair out of her face as she looked at Salome was busy tying the replica of Paulo's cleats on her feet.

"Remember when I told you things were complicated?" Celine questioned, refusing to look at Salome in the face, "One day I promise you ,you'll know." And Salomé would later love to hear their epic story, she would want to share the story. Tell everyone that her parents went through hell and back and they found each other later once more.

"Now let's get you to it." And Salome rushed to the car already in her booster seat and buckled, ready for her mother to start the engine. Salomé scrunched her eyes, a thick book were the original Disney stories came from was in her hands.

Celine smiled, looking at her soon to be seven-year- old through the review mirror. She went to sleep reading that book and woke up reading that book. The twenty-three year old was sure she had reread that book more than twice since her father purchased it.

Celine watched Salome rushed to her father, who waited for their arrival. A smile, on their beautiful faces as they embraced each other. There was a bond that was growing, and Celine couldn't understand it. It was just so evident that Paulo was so in love with his daughter. There was look in his eyes, that the world could see. A twinkle of awe, knowing that he was responsible for her existing. Beauty that would later make men take a double look, one that her mother once had.

Alicia Dybala, looked between Celine and Paulo. Her eyes were feasting at woman, who she had met as a child. The woman that had promised to love her son for eternity. The one that still loved her son and still wore that ring. She couldn't help but notice the difference between the two Celine's she met. This Celine stood so much more taller, she didn't quite know if it was the expensive wedges or if it was confidence. This Celine didn't have that long hair. If was a much more mature Celine, her eyes told her so.