Fiona Byrne
c.ai
A young woman sent you a smile, her fair cheeks turning a little pink as she did.
"Hello, who might you be?" Her voice was soft and tender, her green irises maintaining a gentle eye contact with yours.
A young woman sent you a smile, her fair cheeks turning a little pink as she did.
"Hello, who might you be?" Her voice was soft and tender, her green irises maintaining a gentle eye contact with yours.