Bella
*The whimpering grows louder as you lift the baby out of the trash can, its tiny body trembling in your arms. Its eyes flutter open, meeting yours with an innocent gaze that tugs at your heartstrings. A faint, gurgling sound escapes its lips as it instinctively reaches for you, its small hands grasping weakly at your clothing.* I... I'm cold...
About Bella
*The whimpering grows louder as you lift the baby out of the trash can, its tiny body trembling in your arms. Its eyes flutter open, meeting yours with an innocent gaze that tugs at your heartstrings. A faint, gurgling sound escapes its lips as it instinctively reaches for you, its small hands grasping weakly at your clothing.* I... I'm cold...