VIOLET POV
This room is a fairytale paradise.
My heart hurts. It actually hurts.
I’m so jealous of the life West must have had, but mainly I’m grateful I get to enjoy it, even if it’s just for one little night.
I sit at her dressing table and use her pretty mirror. I pull down her dolls from the shelf one by one and brush their hair with her cute little princess comb. I look in all the rooms of her princess castle.
I wish I’d have had even one of these beautiful toys growing up.
I wish I'd had sugar and spice and all the nice toys and messages written above my bed.
But most of all I wish I’d had a dad like Spencer.
West must’ve been so lucky.
I wonder how many times she played with the cute little Alice in Wonderland tea set at the bottom of the bed, whether she rode her rocking h
