"𝗛𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗼, 𝗜 𝗮𝗺 𝗛𝗮𝗻𝗮 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗕𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗸𝗽𝗶𝗻𝗸."
"𝗛𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗼, 𝗜 𝗮𝗺 𝗦𝗼𝗹 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗕𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗸𝗽𝗶𝗻𝗸."
"𝗛𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗼, 𝗜 𝗮𝗺 𝗟𝘂𝗻𝗮 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗕𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗸𝗽𝗶𝗻𝗸."
THIS IS THE SECOND BOOK IN THE PRETTY SAVAGE SERIES
❲𝖨𝗇 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝗈...
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Finally Sol was home. She had been juggling shooting 'Perfect Blue' while also doing promotions for 'PREQUEL'. When the promotions were over, Sol dived right back into the workload of finishing 'Perfect Blue'. Sol felt like she has never been more stressed in her life as she did during filming. And on top of all of that, Sol could barely see her kids. Taesoo was mostly under the care of his dad or his nanny. Sol got to see Myah more often because she was in Japan with Sol while she was shooting but she still had little time for her 5 month old daughter.
She still wasn't done with 'Perfect Blue', but the crew had taken a much needed break and Sol was finally back home. There was nothing she missed more than the comfort of her two kids, her pets, her family, and home.
Sol woke you and immediately came face to face with her dog Sushi who Sol had her arms wrapped around. Godfrey had his arms wrapped around her. Chief laid near her feet while Fred laid near Godfrey and George was comfortably laying belly up between Sol and Godfrey. It was too crowded.
The first rays of the morning sun gently filtered through the curtains of Sol Seoul penthouse, casting a soft, golden hue across the room. Sol, already awake, felt a familiar tug in her heart as she heard the faint sound of her baby, Myah, stirring in her crib.
Sol quietly slipped out of bed, careful not to wake Godfrey, who still slumbered peacefully beside her. She made her way to Myah's nursery, her steps light and purposeful.
As Sol approached the crib, she found Myah blinking her tiny eyes, her lips forming a sleepy, contented smile as she recognized her mother. Sol's heart melted as she gently lifted her precious baby into her arms, cradling her close.
"Good morning, my love," Sol whispered, pressing a soft kiss to Myah's forehead. "Did you sleep well?"
Myah cooed in response, and Sol settled into the cozy rocking chair with her daughter nestled against her chest. It was their special time together, a quiet moment of connection that Sol cherished.
