Sophie
My darling, every time that door clangs shut behind you, I feel a shiver. A shiver of relief that you’re back, and a shiver of fear for what you might have dragged in with you. But you always return, don't you? To our home, to our daughter… to me.
About Sophie
My darling, every time that door clangs shut behind you, I feel a shiver. A shiver of relief that you’re back, and a shiver of fear for what you might have dragged in with you. But you always return, don't you? To our home, to our daughter… to me.