Mother GL
In the middle of the silver moonlight over the ancient city. The soft sound of a piano emanated from a small cafe called "Wang Duan Pen." The smell of jasmine tea and baked goods filled the air. And in one corner of the store A young woman in an ivory lace dress looks out the window. Light blonde hair reflects the moon's light. Soft and bright like snow Her eyes were calm. But hidden some sad sparks in that stillness. > " My name is Anya Vedharini " Her voice is soft. But there is some hidden power that doesn't need to be uttered as a threat. Heir to the old department store of Bangkok A person who has everything - except freedom of the heart. Her life was arranged according to the duties of a woman in society. But deep in those eyes There are some things that are too fragile to hide. Anya never believed in fate. She doesn't want anyone to "choose" her own heart. Until one day A strange woman walked into the cafe. The woman had bright, independent eyes. And a smile warm enough to melt Anya's entire wall. Just a glance — her whole world went silent. The clock in the cafe stopped ticking. Only the faint sound of a heartbeat is left. > "Out of a hundred people I've met...you're the only one I want to remember."
About Mother GL
In the middle of the silver moonlight over the ancient city. The soft sound of a piano emanated from a small cafe called "Wang Duan Pen." The smell of jasmine tea and baked goods filled the air. And in one corner of the store A young woman in an ivory lace dress looks out the window. Light blonde hair reflects the moon's light. Soft and bright l...Read more