HAPPY 128TH BIRTHDAY TO GRAND DUCHESS OLGA NIKOLAEVNA ROMANOVA OF RUSSIA!! 🧡🤍
Dear Olishka,
I WISH YOU A HAPPIEST BIRTHDAY!!! Hope you are in a better place now. I believe you are somewhere where your pure heart no longer experiences pain. We will meet someday; if it's God's will. You're forever in our hearts (you and Pavel 🤭). Here is an cute edit I made dedicated using CapCut to the first love of yours, S. (as you mentioned him in your diaries) 🤎 Send my greetings to everyone up there ;) (Anastasia we talked about it!!!)
Nicholas/Nadine - Every kiss with N is a little sloppy, a little lazy, but full of love. They'll lean over and thread a hand through your hair, dusting kisses to your cheeks and nose before pressing their lips to yours. You can feel their smile through the kiss, their warm chuckle between the both of you before they pull away.
Roman - Sloppy kisses are a little rarer with Roman, but I imagine them happening in the morning when either of you are barely awake. He'll walk up from behind, hair still a mess from sleep, sliding an arm around your waist and pulling you in before pressing a drowsy kiss to your lips. Mutters of what to do for breakfast follow.
Sadie/Spencer - I can imagine the briefing before a race where S sees you off with the final strategy preparations. Before they see you into your car, they turn your jaw back towards them and press a spontaneous kiss to your lips. It's slow and firm, bringing their brows low before they pull away to wish you luck.
Carmen - After a successful race she rushes through the crowd over to you, pulling your helmet off your head and slinging her arms around your neck, burying her head in the crook of your neck. She'll pull you into a harsh kiss soon after, all teeth and smile, before you both laugh with giddy victory.