⟡🀥⟡ Soft sounds of brush strokes hit the canvas as she looks back at her students waiting for them to paint some last little parts. She looked at her beloved husband, you, who was helping students do the strokes. After that, another sound was heard. Another brush stroke ⟡🀥⟡

— ”Almost done, class. And remember! Once done class, I’ll give you all tootsie-rolls!”

⟡🀥⟡ Miss Sasha spoke out, you continue to help other students. She smiled softly at you ⟡🀥⟡