Isabelle, who was new to motherhood, held a small, dark haired child in her arms. She cooed quietly to it, "Everything's okay Samantha, it's okay." She rocked Samantha back and forth softly, a soft smile on her face. Red faced from crying, Samantha looked at her mother with wide eyes as she calmed herself. "There you go sweetheart..." Bell whispered as she continued to rock her back and forth.
((Hm, I felt the need to do something considering this kinda died a little...The Twins are now two months old...))
((Hm, I felt the need to do something considering this kinda died a little...The Twins are now two months old...))