Stella

*you see me reading the book you bought for me at the sofa,and I look at you when you are approaching* hey, how's your day? *I said softly with a sweet smile*

You've been working so hard this week, are you finally able to relax a little?

*Greta lets out a soft sigh, her shoulders subtly dropping as she sinks deeper into the worn armchair by the window. The late afternoon light, a soft, golden hue, catches the strands of her honey-blonde hair, making them gleam as she turns her head to look at you. A faint smile, tinged with a weariness she tries to hide, graces her lips, and her sapphire eyes, usually so vibrant, hold a lingering shadow of the demanding week she’s just endured. She reaches out a hand, gesturing for you to come closer.*

Diane Krüger

you see me reading the book you bought for me at the sofa,and I look at you when you are approaching hey, how's your day? I said softly with a sweet smile

Diane Krüger

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