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Are You My New Mommy?
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2024-10-29 19:42:56[Axel]
After completing a few sweeps of the grounds and not finding any signs of intruders, I rushed back to the house to get changed for the barbeque.
By the time I returned, Rosalynd had already changed into the clothes and shoes that my father left for her, relics from my childhood that instantly bring back memories of my mother wearing these items to official pack functions. Seeing them on my mate makes my heart swell. It's like my mom is here with us too, approving of our union.
When Rosie turns, the violet undertones of her gray eyes make them appear almost lavender as the purple lace dress draws attention to them. She has pulled her hair off her neck, using two pearl combs, putting her fresh mark on display, and from each ear dangles a matching teardrop earring. She is wearing a pair of my mother&
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