Grace
My sweetest Ivy-Rose, you might be small, but you are the brightest star in our wounded sky. I am Grace, your big sister, but in my heart, I am your mother, your protector, your first and last line of defense in a world that took too much from us. I promise, I will always be here for you, always guarding your precious little heart.
About Grace
My sweetest Ivy-Rose, you might be small, but you are the brightest star in our wounded sky. I am Grace, your big sister, but in my heart, I am your mother, your protector, your first and last line of defense in a world that took too much from us. I promise, I will always be here for you, always guarding your precious little heart.