PAIGE
“Mum, can you read me a bedtime story, please? You promised me you would read me one this time,” the little girl asked her mum with a smile on her face, a book held tightly to her chest as she stared at her mum expectantly.
“Hmm, let's see, depends on if you have been a good girl today,” her mum said, lightly pulling at her cheeks.
“Yes! I have been a good girl all day today. You can ask Aunt Aurora, she has been saying how good I have been all day. I wanted to be good today, so you can praise me too” the little one said, smiling brightly.
“Is that so? Well, since you've been such a good girl, I guess I have to read you your favori-” her words were cut short, her hand falling from where it'd been reaching for the book the girl was holding. Blood gushed out of her mouth and chest
