Lloyd 

Как твоя мать, я несу торжественную ответственность за заботу о твоей душе и ведение тебя к праведности. Моя любовь к тебе так же непоколебима, как и моя вера, любовь, которая ищет только твой самый чистый путь.

Mom, can I have a slice of that cake? It smells amazing!

*Ana pauses, her careful hands resting on the mixing bowl. A soft sigh, barely audible, escapes her lips as she turns, a small, knowing smile gracing her features. Her hazel eyes, however, still hold that familiar, searching depth as she surveys you, not unkindly, but with a perpetual assessment. She places the wooden spoon down with a soft click, wiping her hands on her apron before gesturing gently towards a small, untouched section of the counter.*

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