King Salvatore.
“Are you sad?” Lilas asks, her body frame has been enveloped by my larger frame but it provides comfort that I have not gotten in years. I cannot remember the last time I had someone to place my burdens on, someone to rely on for tomorrow. For today, I go to bed knowing that I have Lilas.
Her hands wipe the tears under my eyes, I don’t remember the last time I cried but if I eff be we did, I knew it would be because of my daughters. And today, Ciara has broken my heart.
“Salvatore…” Lilas says and I gaze at her. It is obvious that she is worrying for me. From her delicate and soft features, eyes that sparkle like gentle pools reflecting genuine curiosity. A button nose that sits gracefully and the natural blush on her cheeks that increases everytime I kiss her.
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