Meanwhile, Miranda took a shower and enjoyed the water running down her naked body. It was stimulating after so many hours of travel. She tried calling her daughters again, but no one answered. She settled on the bed and listened to the pleasant sound of the sea. Her focused thoughts wandered to Donna again as she tried to perceive how it could be that she felt such warmth and physical attraction to her. She had never been attracted to women and had never experienced anything like it. It frightened and excited her at the same time. 'What the hell is wrong with me?' She looked out the window, and when she saw the tavern was empty, she decided to order a drink. She ordered a chocolate frappé and continued editing the Book. A moment later, she noticed two women watching her discreetly. They were sitting at the bar, whispering something to each other. She was sure they knew her, but she paid them no attention until Donna's shrieking voice cut through the silence.
"Will you see what the tide has washed in?"
"For one night. And one night only." The two women and Donna ran toward each other while shouting, "Donna and the Dynamos!"
"Oh my God, Donna, we are so excited to see you again." Tanya and Rosie hugged her.
"Look at you! These are new, though. Where did you get them?" Donna giggled and touched her breasts. "Husband number four?"
Miranda gasped while viewing it.
"Dynamo! Dynamite! Sleep all day and rock all night!" They laughed and screamed.
"We have a total bombshell for you. Rosie and Bill are getting married!" Tanya said.
"Is that true, dear?" Donna asked.
"Yes, Bill and I are getting married next month. I've come to get your blessing." Rosie's face beamed with joy.
"What great news! Congratulations to you both! Oh, dear! You can't imagine how happy I am!" Donna hugged her and only now noticed that Miranda was watching them. Seeing her again made her happy.
"Oh, I'm sorry to disturb you, Miranda. We're noisy, I know," Donna apologized. "May I introduce you to my backup girls, Tanya and Rosie," she introduced her best friends.
"Your what?" Miranda peered at Donna through her glasses.
"Backup girls, my ass!" Tanya joked.
"About twenty years ago, we used to sing at music festivals in Europe. We called ourselves 'Donna and the Dynamos,'" Donna explained.
"Yeah, we had the whole world at our feet," Tanya sighed.
"You were a singer?" Miranda stared at Donna.
"Oh yeah, she was the leading lady, the life and soul of the party!" Rosie exclaimed. "The guys were crazy about her, but she fell for the wrong guy."
"Rosie, stop it." Donna groaned, feeling humiliated.
"Oh, Donna, it's over. Soph is fine with it," Tanya said.
"I brought all this on myself because I was a stupid, reckless little slut!" Donna bit her bottom lip.
"Wow! Don't you sound like your mother?" said Rosie. "Stop blaming yourself. You've punished yourself enough. You live like a nun, and you forgot to live your own life."
Donna sighed resignedly.
Miranda realized that a painful episode in Donna's intimate life had opened up.
"Donna!" A male voice called her name.
"It's Harry!" Rosie waved at him.
"Well, the most careful daddy," Tanya smiled.
Miranda had no idea what they were talking about.
"Yes, Harry is such a sweetheart. I'll be right back," Donna said and left.
"Look, Petros is with him! It's great that Harry stayed here, and they're both are helping Donna."
The buzzing of Miranda's cell phone interrupted them from their conversation. Miranda couldn't believe Emily had the nerve to call her.
"I hope you have a good reason to call me," Miranda said. She listened for a moment and then resumed her call. "Don't you ever dare call me about little things like that again! I suppose you and Nigel are qualified enough to handle this. That's all," she hung up.
Tanya and Rosie stared at her in panic.
"You don't have to say anything. It's written all over your faces. The Dragon Lady, Snow Queen, career-obsessed Miranda Priestly has revealed her true colors."
"No one here thinks badly of you, Miranda," she heard the most loving voice behind her.
"I don't care what people say about me." Miranda shook her head. "But my girls... it's so unfair to the girls; it's just..." Miranda paused as she realized she had just confessed her weak spot. "Well, I'd rather go to my room. It was nice meeting you." They all watched her leave in complete silence.
"What happened?" Donna asked her friends in a desperate voice.
"Donna, what's wrong with you? You've become so quiet," Rosie worried about her best friend.
"What do you mean?" Donna raised an eyebrow.
"What's troubling you?" Tanya hugged her. "There's more to it, isn't there?"
Donna hesitated before telling them.
"Oh, come on, honey," Tanya squeezed her hand softly. "We're here for you."
Donna told them about the little sparkling moments between her and Miranda. "It was so unexpected and intense. It just made me feel alive again. I don't know what to do." She buried her face in her hands.
Miranda watched them from behind the curtain in her room and felt the burning pain in her heart. She would do anything to take away her sadness. But Donna had friends. Crazy, but real friends. She had someone she could count on, which was a strange thing to Miranda. She regretted acting so fiercely. "That's so me," she sighed and went back to the editing.
"Wait!" Does it mean you have emotional feelings for Miranda?" Rosie wondered.
"Shh." Donna looked around. "I'm not sure what it is, but I haven't felt anything like this before. And she's a woman, for God's sake!" Her voice broke.
"And what...?" Rosie started to continue, but Sky interrupted them.
"Sorry, but Sophie and I need to talk to you for a minute."
"Sure, excuse me, girls," Donna apologized and walked aside.
Miranda heard a soft knock on the door. "Who is it?" she asked.
"Rosie and Tanya."
Miranda couldn't have been more surprised, and after a moment, she invited them in.
"Sorry to bother you, Miranda, but we're here to apologize. We didn't mean to offend you," Tanya began to speak.
Miranda stared at them, waiting to see what would happen next.
"We won't deny that we hadn't heard of your reputation and that we didn't warn Donna..." she paused for a moment.
Miranda puckered her brows and cleared her throat. She wanted to kick them off.
"You have to understand that Donna means so much to us," Tanya continued. "Life hasn't shown her a kind face and has bruised her emotional core so many times. Even though she's tough enough to deal with it independently, we always intend to protect her. Can you forgive us?"
Miranda put the Book aside, got out of bed, and remained standing by the large open French window leading to the terrace.
"I can only envy Donna for having such loyal friends. And you have nothing to apologize for."
Miranda's behavior confused Tanya and Rosie.
"I'm going through a tough time now, and this kind of incompetence from my staff is unacceptable," she paused. "But it means so much to me that Donna has treated me so nicely, despite knowing of my reputation! She is so sweet, kind and funny. I would never hurt her." Her burning cheeks flushed.
"Please don't hurt her feelings, which you have unexpectedly unleashed in her," said Rosie.
Miranda gasped. "I, I would never hurt her," she repeated as if in a trance.
"And one more important thing, please don't tell Donna we were here," Rosie winked at her.
Miranda nodded, unable to move or say anything.
"It's up to them now," Tanya whispered as they left.
Miranda paced back and forth, trying to relax. Their flattering words echoed in her head. 'Is it possible that someone has feelings for me? Especially someone as beautiful as Donna?' She could tell as she thought of the tender glimpses that were happening between them. It sounded so surreal to her.
"Sophie," she heard that loving voice.
"Turn the music down. Can't you hear it roaring?"
"But Mom, it's Friday, and disco night is around the corner," Sophie countered.
"So what? You haven't forgotten that we have an exceptional guest here who has no interest in hearing a riot under her windows, have you? Move to the beach. No questions, Soph."
Her demanding tone stunned Miranda. Sophie didn't dare say anything because she knew it would be pointless.
A few minutes later, Miranda watched as Donna said goodbye to her best friends.
"Goodbye, sweetheart," Tanya said. "Bill's waiting for us, and Rosie can't wait to... you know," Tanya expressed the lovemaking with her fingers.
"Hey, you! What do you think of me?" Rosie frowned.
"You never change," Donna laughed out loud.
Miranda laughed too.
"I'm going to miss you so much," Donna whimpered.
"We'll be back on Sunday" were the last words Miranda heard before they drifted too far out of earshot.
"And Miranda's here," Rosie poked her.
"And we'll want a detailed report," Tanya laughed.
Donna grinned. They hugged her one last time, and soon they disappeared from her sight. Her honest thoughts led her straight to Miranda. She still couldn't recover from the state Miranda had left them in. She felt compelled to hear Miranda's explanation. Besides, she longed to see her again. She ran and knocked on Miranda's door, heart pounding.
"Who is it?" asked Miranda after what seemed like an eternity to Donna.
"It's me. Donna."
Miranda couldn't breathe with the sheer excitement. She hadn't hoped to meet Donna today. "Please come in," she opened the door.
When Donna walked in, the whole room lit up. Donna stood there, still in that beautiful blue dress with her hair casually pinned up. Her golden curls fell restlessly into her lovely face. 'She's so beautiful,' thought Miranda.
"Sorry to bother you, but, you know, I, I hope Tanya and Rosie didn't offend you. They're loud and crazy, but they wouldn't hurt you," she assured her.
"I know I've been too harsh. It was, um, you know, that stern look your friends gave me." She paused for a moment. "My assistant made me angry, and I let my negative feelings flow out at them." Miranda looked at her guiltily.
"You know, the truth is, sometimes words jump out of Tanya's mouth faster than she has time to think about them. So I was worried she'd said something inappropriate."
"I'm sorry, but the way you described it." Miranda burst into a sudden burst of laughter. It was such a heartfelt and unexpected moment.
Her laughter was so contagious that Donna burst into laughter as well.
"And yet so accurate. So everything's fine now?" Donna asked, still giggling.
Miranda nodded. "Sure."
"So I can leave in peace now," Donna smiled.
Miranda stood in stunned silence. ' No, please don't go. Oh no, I don't want you to leave,' she screamed inside, but no sound came out of her mouth. "Would you like to take a walk along the beach?" Miranda asked before Donna reached for the doorknob. She didn't understand what she was doing, but she knew she wanted one thing: to be with Donna.
"Oh yes, I would love that!" Miranda got the answer she longed to hear.
"But first, I have to make some arrangements. I'll meet you outside the hotel in half an hour if that's okay?" Donna offered.
"Perfect. I'll be there," Miranda smiled at her.
"Great. I'll see you then." Donna smiled back and closed the door.
Donna needed at least half an hour to calm down and think. A million questions ran through her head, but she couldn't find any logical answer to how this woman could have caused such emotional turmoil. There were so many mixed emotions boiling inside her, and it was too much to handle. It all was happening so fast. It was hard to control her feelings, and she knew she was in trouble.