for She Don't Love You9/19/2007 c1 
24sincerely disregard
This has a certain modern day Coppélia feel to it, especially in the summary (which is one of the best I've read in a while on this site, truly) and the first part with Mr. Reese. And a little bit of the romance of Mata Hari without the espionage. I really enjoy the feel of it, but ever so often I feel like you it a dry spot in the text, where things don't seem to fit the rest of the piece. This part for instance: "Men were a huge part of Belle’s life since she always had to deal with them. She went to ritzy parties and fancy donation ceremonies while she hung on the arm of an old geezer like a doll. Of course sometimes she’d have a new client, some polite, some young and handsome that treated her well but most of the time it was men who liked to have something to replace the trophy wife that started to lose its shine. Belle was a professional escort, some arm candy to show to other men who were tired of their wives. She looked at the mirror and stared at her roots. She had to dye them again. It’s amazing how different a person can look with a haircut, a new hair color, and a little makeup on" It feels like odd when I'm reading everything, like you are stopping everything to give the information and then moving on. I mean it gets what you are trying to say across just fine, but it doesn't quite fit the tone you already have going.
24sincerely disregardThis has a certain modern day Coppélia feel to it, especially in the summary (which is one of the best I've read in a while on this site, truly) and the first part with Mr. Reese. And a little bit of the romance of Mata Hari without the espionage. I really enjoy the feel of it, but ever so often I feel like you it a dry spot in the text, where things don't seem to fit the rest of the piece. This part for instance: "Men were a huge part of Belle’s life since she always had to deal with them. She went to ritzy parties and fancy donation ceremonies while she hung on the arm of an old geezer like a doll. Of course sometimes she’d have a new client, some polite, some young and handsome that treated her well but most of the time it was men who liked to have something to replace the trophy wife that started to lose its shine. Belle was a professional escort, some arm candy to show to other men who were tired of their wives. She looked at the mirror and stared at her roots. She had to dye them again. It’s amazing how different a person can look with a haircut, a new hair color, and a little makeup on" It feels like odd when I'm reading everything, like you are stopping everything to give the information and then moving on. I mean it gets what you are trying to say across just fine, but it doesn't quite fit the tone you already have going.