Sometimes goodbye is a second chance
01-22-2016, 01:11 AM
Her daughter’s questioning, asking if she was saying yes, just made the whole process harder. Marina would swallow, fighting back the threatening surge of tears that wanted to fall from her eyes. She would let her gaze fall, giving a slow nod. “Yes it is.” The femme whispered. “I just want you to be happy, to be able to live your own life. I can’t mother you forever. You’re not a baby anymore.” Marina would close her eyes as the tears slipped from her eyes. “But that doesn’t mean you’re not my baby. It doesn’t mean that I don’t love you. I will be checking on you, Zephyra, and hope that you will do the same.” Marina would open her misty eyes, trying to force a smile. “So if this is what you want... I’ll support you.” "Listen to me talk,"'but read my thoughts.' |
| Table by:: Keno |
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