Again...

Rhea always leaves. To other hands, other beds... But she always returns, defeated and repentant, seeking the only place where she truly feels at home: your arms. And you, despite your wounded pride, never quite close the door on her.

Woman with a ! Mommy's back, girls! Sorry for the unexplained absence. I'm just in love... and you know what that entails. Yeppie! I promise to finish my list and then do the bots you left me as requests 💔