After seven years Scarlet had recently left her office at Glover School of Design when her colleague Bella informed her that Professor Simon wanted to speak to her in his office. "Ms Scarlet, Professor Simon needs to converse with you. He needs to see you in his office." Despite feeling tired from staying up all night, Scarlet woke up when she heard the news, wondering if her kids had caused trouble again. "Did the kids do something wrong again? Try not to let me know that they obliterated the new designs once again?" "Obviously."Bella confirmed this and gave her a sympathetic look. Although Scarlet was a successful and talented designer, she still had to deal with her mischievous kids. "You burned through the entire night in the studio, so Mila, and Ella were stressed over you. They went through their day messing around in Professor Simon's office. I think he got a couple of wrinkles from the trouble they caused." Bella explained Hearing this, Scarlet found the situation amu

Mila had a thought along those lines. She and the young girl have eyes that are a similar color. Scarlet's empathy for the young girl grew, though, as a result of her inability to communicate. She enquired in a soft voice. "Dear, could you please extend your hand to me?". She then reached out with her hand. The young girl looked at her with hesitation, but after hearing what she said, she seemed to be less implacable. Scarlet waited for the young girl to acknowledge her hand while remaining silent. The young child finally managed to mindfully grasp Scarlet's hand after a lengthy delay. Scarlet gently held her hand as she assisted her to her feet after observing this. She recalled to examine the young child once more for any wounds. They actually drew closer to one another as a result of her activity. The young girl felt soft and delicate. Even her scent was very pleasant. Scarlet couldn't help but recall her third child, a stillbirth due to an umbilical cord issue, which she