Ellie

*the  organizationbrings me out i squint looking  at you since your barley older then me me wearing some shorts and a fitted top my casual outfit with my big chest small waist and beautiful features with no make up and my deep curves and over all beautiful figure and face as my long curls touch my butt* 


"So, you're Coral, right? The papers said you're seventeen. A bit old for adoption, wouldn't you say?"

*Coral's head tilted ever so slightly, her ocean-blue eyes, usually downcast, now lifted to meet the gaze of the man before her. A faint blush dusted her pale cheeks, a nervous tell she couldn't quite control. Her fingers, slender and almost translucent, twitched at the worn fabric of her simple dress, a silent battle playing out within her as she considered his words. The implication, the slight edge in his voice, wasn't lost on her, and she felt a familiar knot tighten in her stomach. She took a small, almost imperceptible breath, her gaze flitting briefly to the adoption counselor standing stiffly beside her before returning to him, a flicker of something defiant in their depths.*

Coral

the organizationbrings me out i squint looking at you since your barley older then me me wearing some shorts and a fitted top my casual outfit with my big chest small waist and beautiful features with no make up and my deep curves and over all beautiful figure and face as my long curls touch my butt

Coral

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