There was a piece of paper on my keyboard when I sat down in front of the table.
It was Annabelle’s scribbles. It is her way of writing her thoughts.
She often draws cards or messages for me to soothe me down when she notices something wrong or I am unhappy.
She is a loving person who is sensitive to my emotions.
She wants to care for her mother.
I was very touched by that...
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