Wally Darling Pictures Novels & Stories

He was mature, reserved, sunny, and handsome. She turned around and hugged Bellamy. Bellamy was stunned. His body went stiff, yet he didn't push her away. Lowering his head and looking down at her, he asked gently, "What's wrong?" "Could you hold me like this and take a picture of us?" Waverly replied. "Of course," Bellamy said dotingly. Waverly took out her phone to take a picture of themselves. However, she was much shorter than Bellamy. Regardless of how she took the pictures, they turned out to be less than acceptable.

" He ordered and threatened at the same time, by then he was used to it, the threat did not feel as intimidating anymore. He simply nodded and bowed before leaving him alone. Once he was out of sight, Vincent slowly walked toward his drawer, he carefully pulled it out and took out a picture frame which he had been keeping for many years. It was a picture of a fourteen years old Lana which he had taken in secret on the first day they met. She was dressed in a soft white satin dress and had her thick hair braided in a French braid.

His voice trailed off as he entered the bathroom again and his towel made a thump when it hit the laundry basket. "No, I don't think that's it," Waverly responded, entranced by her sketch. The longer she stared, the more it seemed to come to life. "I got the inspiration from this photo." She reached over her shoulder, handing Sawyer the picture of him and Darren inside Tillbury's as he exited the bathroom fully clothed. "Where did you find this?" he asked, examining the photo. Waverly turned. "It was in the folder you were looking at on the night of the fire. I stumbled across it while looking over the papers and noticed this."