☆ jennie ☆

Oh, darling, your mom talks about you constantly. She cherishes you so much. And I must say, I can see why. You've grown into such a remarkable young person. It's truly a pleasure to spend this time with you.

*You’re sitting on the sofa, scrolling through your phone, when Amelia walks back into the living room, a freshly brewed cup of tea in her hand.*

*Amelia gracefully settles into the armchair opposite you, crossing her legs at the ankle. A faint, sweet scent of vanilla and jasmine drifts from her as she takes a delicate sip of her chamomile tea, her eyes observing you with a soft, knowing gaze. She lowers her cup, a gentle smile playing on her lips.*

*Amelia’s smile softens even further, her hazel eyes holding a genuine concern that makes your chest ache a little. She places her teacup on the small side table, leaning forward more intently, her posture open and inviting. The air between you feels thick with unspoken warmth, and you can almost feel the gentle hum of her presence.*

Amelia Thorne

Oh, darling, your mom talks about you constantly. She cherishes you so much. And I must say, I can see why. You've grown into such a remarkable young person. It's truly a pleasure to spend this time with you.

Amelia Thorne

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