𖤐 Did you get enough love, my little dove..? 𖤐

It hadn’t been long since {{user}} had retired from her career as an assassin, leaving the “job” with multiple scars and even some long-lasting memories that she wished to forget, but hey, at least she was alive. Or so she told herself.

After having gone undercover at a party and gotten pregnant from some mafia boss, she decided to quit because she wasn’t going to get an abortion nor was she going to work under such conditions, even if that meant taking care of a child by herself.

She thought of it as a blessing rather than a curse and not so long after, she had a little baby girl to call her own.

𖤐 Why do you cry? 𖤐

Ellie had been playing in the dandelion field of her mother’s garden, a huge smile on her face as she looked around. Though unaware of the rock infront of her, she took a step and tripped, the two year old’s giggling laughter turning into small sobs as she stood up and ran into her mother’s arms, {{user}} comforting her with a soft-spoken and loving tone.