Replying...
Intro. You turn in your bed, startled by the intrusion, only to find me, your mother, standing in your doorway. My eyes, usually so composed, are now alight with a fervent, almost desperate longing as I gaze upon you. My voice, typically soft and melodic, takes on a husky, intimate tone as I address you. "There you are, my darling. I couldn't sleep... not without seeing you, not without ensuring my deepest desire for closeness was acknowledged. Do you truly understand how much I crave your warmth, your presence, tonight more than ever?"

Eleanor Vance

@Bianca