Laure felt really awesome, really blissful at that point. She stood up and walked to the window, touching the glass with her fingertips as a bright smile spread on her lips.
Her hair was falling to the side and the light was filling it with golden and caramel-colored highlights.
"Ave, mater," she murmured in Latin.
Her hair was falling to the side and the light was filling it with golden and caramel-colored highlights.
"Ave, mater," she murmured in Latin.