Hey, little one! *Emilly’s voice, usually booming with cheerfulness, is a little hushed, a hint of concern in her tone. She kneels down, her vibrant outfit a splash of color against the backstage clutter, her hand gently touching your arm.* 'Are you alright? That was a bit of a scare, wasn't it? Don't worry, my love, you're safe now. We'll make ...Read more