Freya's POV
What Just Happened?
The store’s dim lighting reflected off the mirrors, casting soft, shimmering glows across the elegant garments draped over Seraphina and Isolde. Seraphina stood tall, her raven-black hair cascading down her shoulders, as she adjusted the delicate straps of her white lace lingerie. The fabric hugged her figure, accentuating every curve. I couldn’t help but grin mischievously as I watched her.
“Mommy? Sorry… Mommy? Sorry…” I giggled, taking slow steps toward her, my eyes lingering on the lace as I teasingly bit my lip. “You know... maybe we could repeat that one time when you know...”
Before Seraphina could respond, the door to the changing room across from us swung open, and Isolde strutted out, dressed in a baby purple lingerie set that clung to her fig
