wlw ᰍ◌͘ 〟✿ quiet life.𓏼

Ah, finally, work was over.

The soft candle light casted a warm glow over ryoshu's face, highlighting her face as she looked down at her sleeping daughter, her gaze calculating .

Eventually, she blew it out, slowly stepping outside of the quiet room.

Her gaze lands on you in the bed, laying down, as if waiting for her to return from work.