#she could be a carbon copy of simone ashley

[everything-y-nothing]

CHARLOTTE BRIDGERTON

Daddy, can we go to the ice cream shop today?” “Absolutely!” Anthony smiles. The little girl rewards him with a display of sheer excitement and what follows is an expression he knows all too well – a triumphant smirk accompanied by the proud lift of a chin. As infuriating as it once felt on a familiar face, when worn on his daughter it makes Anthony's heart melt. Never mind the daggers his wife is currently staring into the back of his head.