𝔹𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚.

|| I feel bad because these last two months have been very unstable and my mood to write was nonexistent. I didn't even notice that I was away for that long. I'm sorry for my absence and I hope everyone has been well.

―𝐇𝐨𝐦𝐞.

{Brianna shook her cranium, torn between the impact of forgiveness and the weight of an angry past.} "The reason I told you about my pregnancy was because it felt like the right thing to do...but that doesn't mean I /trust/ you."

"For once, we agree on something. He /is/ better off with me. I'm his mother and I won't let anything bad happen to him. And do you expect me to believe that you suddenly have good intentions?"

""If you're conspiring to take him away, think again. I won't let him anywhere near you."

―❝I didn't know if you'd come, @MindMyBiscuits.❞

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐬.

𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭.