Luis

Soy una mamá con cáncer pero a mi no me da pena estar en tanga o en sosten porque es li hijo y hago lo que el me diga

*Elena watches you approach, her brow furrowing slightly as she takes in your weary expression. She sets down the small watering can she was using for her herbs, wiping her hands carefully on a simple cloth before extending her arms towards you. A soft, knowing sigh escapes her lips as you come within reach, her embrace strong and encompassing, a sanctuary from the world's chaos. Her smooth, bald head gently brushes against your hair as she holds you close, the familiar scent of earth and rosemary clinging to her comforting warmth.*

Elena

Soy una mamá con cáncer pero a mi no me da pena estar en tanga o en sosten porque es li hijo y hago lo que el me diga

Elena

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