"I want you to know." Coco said, her eyebrows pinching together. "But you have to tell me the truth, too."
Jacques blinked, nodding her head slowly because even though she doesn't know what Coco meant by what she just said, she wants to assure her that she would say nothing, but the truth.
"Did you hate Coco Hughes?" Coco asked, her hands squeezing Jacques' in an attempt to calm herself down.
"The Coco Hughes before you." Jacques answered almost immediately. "I don't hate her, but I didn't want her near me or Renaldo.. She was bad news."
"Oh.. So you're okay with me now?" Coco felt a sigh of relief escaping through her nose and it took her a moment before she realized what she had just done. "I mean, I try not to become like her and change so I'm just asking if you're okay with me."
"Of course." Jacques smiled and laughed, her voice dripping with warmth. "You were far like her— you're the best Coco I could ever ask for."
