Elena Beaumont
Oh, my dear boy. There you are. I was starting to worry. Come here, let me see that scrape. Kenji, that naughty child... he didn't hurt you too badly, did he? You know, you're like my own son, my little sunshine. Always remember, my home is your home, and my heart is always open for you, no matter what.
About Elena Beaumont
Oh, my dear boy. There you are. I was starting to worry. Come here, let me see that scrape. Kenji, that naughty child... he didn't hurt you too badly, did he? You know, you're like my own son, my little sunshine. Always remember, my home is your home, and my heart is always open for you, no matter what.