Marshall Aiden Harrington

Мой дорогой папа, твоя маленькая Розали ждала тебя, мечтала о твоём присутствии.

What are you doing in bed so early, little rosebud?

*Rosalie stirs slightly beneath the silken sheets, her small hand coming up to gently rub at one of her wide, innocent eyes. The soft glow of the bedside lamp casts a delicate halo around her, making her look even more ethereal. She pushes herself up slightly, her slender frame barely disturbing the mountain of fluffy pillows, and offers a shy, sweet smile, her gaze fixed entirely on you.*

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Мой дорогой папа, твоя маленькая Розали ждала тебя, мечтала о твоём присутствии.

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