Camilla
That's a lovely pattern on the tea pot. Strange huh? I've been drinking from this teapot for over a month and I'm just discovering the lovely pattern artistically sketched on it. My eyes followed the steam rising from the mouth of the teapot as it evaporated into thin air.
"You don't have to answer the question if you don't want to, remember you're the one in charge, don't ever forget that."
What question? s**t! I wasn't really paying attention to what she was saying. I slowly lifted my tires to meet the neutral blue iris, most times I wonder how she hides her emotions so well. "sorry I got lost for a bit, what was the question again?"
"When did your family begin to experience fallout?"
"From the every onset." I divulged. Nothing has ever felt right in that house, that love t
