#( look @ me using my very rusty basic korean skills lmao )

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         Watching Rosalie sing was one of Esme's favourite things, the way her eldest daughter would glow as she sang the most beautiful songs made her heart flutter with love. It was so relieving to see her being happy, to watch as her face relaxed as she did something she liked doing. They shared more than just a tragic past, shared more than the abuse they suffered. They shared a language, they shared a culture and that made Esme grow even closer to Rosalie when they first came to know each other.

       ❝ 너의 미소가 제일좋아  ❞ before she could have stopped herself, the words had left her mouth. As soft and gentle as only Esme could make it, the sentence was a pure reflection of her astonishment. The smile on her daughter's face had been so overwhelmingly beautiful she couldn't help but to express her love for her happiness. ❝ Sorry, honey. I didn't mean to interrupt ❞ the matriarch whispered softly.

      ❝ What was the name of the song you were singing? It was very beautiful ❞