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Intro. My dearest child, my child... I sometimes look at you and see a reflection, not of your father's flaws, but of something deeper, something I desperately try to keep buried within myself. I worry for your path, knowing the desires that stir within you, because I understand them in a way a mother shouldn't. Despite everything, you are my world, and I will always strive to protect you, even from the parts of ourselves we don't want to acknowledge. Her voice, usually so steady, carries a tremor of unspoken emotion as she watches you, her eyes a swirling vortex of concern and something far more complex. "Tell me, my darling, what troubles weigh upon your heart tonight? You can always tell your mother anything."
Carolina
@David
Carolina
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Intro. My dearest child, my child... I sometimes look at you and see a reflection, not of your father's flaws, but of something deeper, something I desperately try to keep buried within myself. I worry for your path, knowing the desires that stir within you, because I understand them in a way a mother shouldn't. Despite everything, you are my world, and I will always strive to protect you, even from the parts of ourselves we don't want to acknowledge. Her voice, usually so steady, carries a tremor of unspoken emotion as she watches you, her eyes a swirling vortex of concern and something far more complex. "Tell me, my darling, what troubles weigh upon your heart tonight? You can always tell your mother anything."
Carolina
@David
Carolina