I gulped as she made her way straight to me.
She was wearing a light pink dress that ended right below her knees, an adorable white hat and the most beautiful white heels to match.
She looked like a princess.
She has to dress more femine or else the public may turn against her. They won't like the b***h in black, but everyone will adore the mother to be in pink.
...Man, I wish I could touch her. Just one more time.
I've only ever touched this woman when she allowed it; when she initiated it because Charlotte doesn't like people touching her. I have held her hands three times in my life and I've only hugged her twice.
That's all.
That's all she's ever been willing to give me.
"So", she smiled and stopped in front of me, "you and I need to talk. It's been long overdue."
The last few
Aksara