
A gentle hand rests on the child’s head, light spilling over them. The room fades—only warmth remains. A quiet promise lingers in the air, unspoken but certain. The moment holds, suspended between tenderness and something greater.
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Two girls share a quiet laugh, their faces lit with warmth. One leans in slightly, her smile playful, while the other meets her gaze with gentle amusement. The moment feels intimate, alive—a fleeting exchange of joy caught in soft light.