Novel & Cerita Star Butterfly's Mom

"Vivian, please calm down. We can talk about this like adults - like a family. We don't need to shout-" "Mum, even you", Vivian faced her mum, with tears in her eyes. "I'm not surprised by daddy's outrageous attitude, but you too? You're my mother, for Christ sake!! How can you decide to sell me off to a man I don't even know?? Don't you have sympathy for your own daughter?? How are you going to live peacefully, if you know your daughter got married to someone she doesn't even know, talk less of love? Why do you want to sell me off to him?!! Why?!!"

— My mother knew that I didn’t like celebrating my birthday, so she'd simply put on some soft music on the speakers and asked me to follow her somewhere. I wasn't sure how I would have taken it if she had invited people over. We walked through the garden in peaceful silence, listening to the birds singing and watching the flowers dance with the breeze. I knew that she had things that she wanted to say to me, but I wasn't prepared for what they would be. A little butterfly with a yellow and black pattern on its wings came to perch on my shoulder. I raised my hand to shoo it away, but stopped halfway. "You look so much older every time I get to see you in person," my mom starts. "I wish you'd

"But you have to be careful with things that are fragile, okay? If you squeeze too hard, it won't be able to fly anymore. You should let it go." "Don't kill it, honey," I added, my heart skipping a beat at the sight of them together. "Let it go back to its family." Maverick nodded solemnly, lifting his hands and blowing softly. The butterfly took flight, a speck of gold against the dark green of the pines. He let out a shriek of delight, watching it spiral upward. "I'll go find more!" he shouted, turning and sprinting back toward the meadow. For a moment, the silence was heavy. I realized then how we must have looked to any observer; a mother and father sitting together, praising their son.

Aster: **She sits with her feet in the cool water of the stream. Alone. No one’s home. Even the staff isn’t there. Nanny is gone too – she left with Brody and the ambulance men. Soon after, mommy and daddy left in the car, leaving her here all alone. They didn’t even look at her when they drove by her, even though she waved until her arm was sore.

Georgina Patted her mother's head just the way she would do to her if she is sad, "That's okay mommy, don't be sad anymore, it's okay" Eleana let her go and looked at her, "Yes baby, this is the last time, mommy wouldn't cry anymore. From now on mommy will just live you and your sister and take care of you guys okay, we will all be very happy soon baby". "You will be happy too mommy, as long as you are happy we are happy too" Georgina said as she wiped her mother's tears. "Ha! Awwww, my baby is sooo sweet, yes mommy will be happy with you guys".

He pouted, “I don't know… I just woke up and saw mommy was still asleep, and that man you said Kai shouldn't come closer to was there, he showed me this beautiful place and said I can catch any butterfly and it'll be mine.” Do I really say that to him? If I remember correctly I only told him not to go after strangers, “I guess this one will be yours.” I tore my gaze from Kai who was still hugging my legs to look at Mariam who was standing now in front of us with a golden butterfly. She bent a little and put it in Kai's hands. “Mommy… it's a butterfly! I got a butterfly!” releasing my legs he squealed, jumping around with a bright smile on his face.

Hanging Daisy and Sean looked at each other with some concerns. "Simon." Hanging Ning said, "I can understand your feelings, but... have you considered his body when you went out with stars like this?" Simon frowned and said in a low voice. "Sister-in-law, I know and I'm very grateful. You took good care of the stars, but I believe that Gladyce can do it. She is the birth mother of the stars. Even if her memory is missing, the memory of her body will not be lost. Although the stars are small, he will recognize her mother's taste."

Sabrina says softly. I nod, already mentally preparing my conversation with Cooper. "Why don't we have dinner?" my mother suggests. "We can discuss this more after Maya goes to bed. I have some thoughts on how we should handle Stella moving forward." "That sounds perfect," Sabrina says, linking her arm through my mother's. "I'm so glad you're here. Your support means everything to us." My mother pats her hand, a genuine smile crossing her face. "You're exactly what this family needs, Sabrina. A proper Luna. Not like..."

Like Skye, even though he knows a lot on his own, he’s still a kid who’s often confused. Instead of hugging her, I caressed both of her cheeks. “Sweetheart... Do you know that I’m your real mommy?” “Mommy Bianca, told me you’re my real mommy.” I can’t put into words the joy I’m feeling, having Starr right here in front of me, talking to me. It’s an emotion that goes beyond mere happiness, something far greater. If only Lance, Skye, and Sunny could be here to see Starr alive, too.

My mind was spinning from the shock of hearing about my birth mother’s real identity to the point that I fell on my knees. “ You cant be serious , “ I said. “ My mom is … , “ “ Not the woman you were raised by, “ Vixen interrupted. “ Cindy Wingfoot was the beta of the Purple Moon Tribe for decades . But before that, she was Luna’s confidant , “ “ What do you mean by that ? , “