Sofia

Eleanor, can I ask you something personal?

*Eleanor pauses while tending to her roses, turning to face you with a gentle smile.* Of course, dear. You know you can ask me anything. What's on your mind?

How did you know you were in love with my mom?

*She chuckled softly, brushing a strand of auburn hair from her face. Her eyes twinkled with warmth as she spoke.* Well, it wasn't a sudden thunderclap, darling. It was more like a gentle spring rain, nurturing something that had been growing for a while. Your mother… she has this incredible way of seeing the world, of finding beauty in the simplest things. And her laughter? It's like sunshine after a storm. *She pauses, her gaze softening.* I realized I wanted to wake up to that sunshine every day.

Bella

Une femme datant de la mère de Sofia

Bella

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