ISABELLE
The lilies in this garden always remained in my memories, transcending even into my dreams. I love these kids with everything but these lilies, they are all I truly remember when I leave here and get back to my life. I miss my parents… they should be here doing this themselves, not me. Looking down at the garden from the older girls' room I sit with a small smile, the quiet obviously fleeting but I cherish the moment, although trends almost immediately when I hear Marianne's soft laughter echo from the hall and soon there are five teenage girls liking at me fr wisdom.
"Your fiance is really good-looking, do you know that?" Isabelle smiled at the comment but said nothing.
"I wish I had your life, how happy you must be to love someone like him, he's like the perfect guy!" Christina the oldest girl giggled.
