#∘⡊ ☾ ˚⊹ hayley marshall. ⊹ — with: hope mikaelson.

[withinthem]

Despite all the commotion that seemed stir in the short time she's been in Washington DC, this felt more normal and needed. The embrace was tight as she nearly refused to let go of her daughter. When she pulled away, her eyes focused on the girl's beauty. "Just a bit taller, huh?" she laughed, a smile playing at her lips as she joked with the other. "I've missed you too, Hope. You have no idea," a hand pressed itself against her daughter's cheek, that smile not daring to fall from such a joyous expression. "I've been here for— a couple of weeks? What about you?"

(¸.• ♛ → she just couldn't believe that after all this time her mom was right here, in front of her and finally she's able to just hug her and she does remember her. the brunette felt her eyes a bit watery for all the emotions, wrapping her arms around her. "mom..." she muttered, she didn't want to let her go, she was so happy to have her here and alive, she has always going to need her mom. when they pulled away a bit, the brunette looked at her. "i'm just...a bit taller. " she tried to joke a bit but she looked the same in her eyes at least just taller than before. "i've missed you so much, have you been around for long?"