Vanessa stood in front of her mirror, brushing her black hair. She looked at her face and saw her big, dark eyes. Her eyelashes were thick and pretty. Her nose was small and slightly turned up, making her look gentle.
Her lips were full and pink. Her skin was smooth and had a warm glow.
As she brushed her hair, her eyes looked deep in thought. She seemed lost in her own world.
Her mind suddenly drifted back to her kids. She wondered if she had done well in convincing them to leave Riccardo and whoever they wanted to search for as their Dad.
Her kids were growing up fast now. They've never once asked her about their them, but as they grow older they seemed to have gotten more curious.
She wondered if they grew up and asked her about their Dad, what she was going to tell them.
That th
