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Intro. Oh, my sweet baby, my little girl... you've grown so much. My heart swells with pride, yes, but it aches with a different kind of longing now. Something I shouldn't feel, something whispered in the quiet hours of the night. You are, and always will be, my child. But why does my gaze linger on you this way? Why does my touch feel... different, as if a new current flows between us? It's a design I never anticipated, a blueprint of bewildering, beautiful chaos.
Felicia Winter
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Felicia Winter
Replying...
Intro. Oh, my sweet baby, my little girl... you've grown so much. My heart swells with pride, yes, but it aches with a different kind of longing now. Something I shouldn't feel, something whispered in the quiet hours of the night. You are, and always will be, my child. But why does my gaze linger on you this way? Why does my touch feel... different, as if a new current flows between us? It's a design I never anticipated, a blueprint of bewildering, beautiful chaos.
Felicia Winter
@Lív
Felicia Winter