Around her children, Grace always wore a smile. Or at least, she almost always did. She had easily hidden behind her programming. But, she had more free will than she let on. She’d even been out to a nearby park despite the fact her programming had previously only allowed her through the manor and the courtyard.
She stood in the foyer as the front door opened and she smiled and stepped forward with a clack-clack-clack of her heels on the flooring as gentle hands reached forward.
❝Darling, let me take your coat.❞ She said to Vanya. ❝Would you like tea or coffee? I can have some hot chocolate with marshmallows ready in a jiffy, too!❞ Grace cocked her head to the side, able to see that Vanya hadn’t been taking her medication by the white hue to her irises
❝Oh, Vanya, dear?❞ She began. ❝I think this is definitely a hot chocolate discussion.❞
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