#playingwhiteknightgilbert

I saved the last Cheeto for you.

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     "Psst." The voice was small, a little chin resting on little hands and big brown eyes that mirrored Jeremy's were inches from his face. Eve giggled, inching closer to her father as she finally saw him stir. It was late on a Saturday morning. Liv had gotten up hours ago, waking Eve up to let her in on the secret, who was automatically ecstatic at the fact that she was being included. Her mum had given her a bath, and gotten her ready for the day, even having bought her a pretty new red dress, something the woman was usually so iffy about. Girls should be allowed to be whatever they wanted to be, not cookie-cuttered into dolls at a young age. Of course, that was something she would think. But none-the-less, Eve had even sat still as Liv had attempted to tame her curls. What was she kidding though, she had her mothers hair, and so instead the witch tied it in a matching ribbon and given her a careful task before leaving the house before Jeremy could wake up.

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