#iisolato

[lakesiide-blog]

❝ Will you brush my hair? ❞

hopeful blue eyes looked over at her mother, a  small  angelic  smile  settled  upon  pink  lips.

[blindingsunshine-blog]

Sonnet waved when she heard footsteps enter the room; Giovanni had taught her to do that, and she thinks she is waving  in  the  right  direction  of  the  person  who  entered.