As the weather turned colder, sometimes she would wake up at night with cold feet.

Then Brantley would quietly slip into her bed and use his body heat to warm her feet… Over time, Elissa felt incredibly Lucky to have someone like Brantley with her.

One weekend, she took Brantley to the cemetery.

After all, the rivalry between the older generation had ended with their passing.

What was the point of holding onto that hate?

In the early winter, the air was a bit chilly.

Brantley took Elissa’s hand as he gazed at his mother’s tomb.

It felt Like his mother had been gone for ages.

taken his mother’s

they stood side

bunch of daisies in front of the tomb and gently brushed the dust off

remained silent, feeling thankful that her own mother hadn’t Lost her mind and dragged Brantley

the kid

other reason, Elissa and Brantley had now lived together and supported each

they boarded a

the Late stages of her

smiled but

given the boy’s young age, she indeed looked more like Brantley’s

at the praise

shyly held Elissa’s hand and stood by her side… Immediately they got off the

muttered, “Raphael

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