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Bloom doesn’t know when her feelings changed. For the longest time Stella was just her friend. A special friend, yes, but just her friend all the same. Now she can't stop thinking about Stella. She thinks about her smile and her voice, how beautiful and fashionable she is. She thinks about how much she wants to kiss Stella and hold her hand.
It's a lucky thing, then, that Stella feels the same. That she's in love with Bloom, too. That she wants to kiss and hold hands and be girlfriends.
It feels right. Just like their first meeting. Their destiny.