“You’re cute, too,” she said softly. Though “cute” was not exactly the right word. Miss Monet was more like “gorgeous”.
— ❝ Thank you…❞
She uttered as a slight blush spread through her cheeks. Her hand stretched and she gently brushed a lock of Lamie’s light hair out of her face.
— ❝ You look like a porcelain doll.❞
