"Beatrice..." πš‚πš‘πšŽ πš›πšŽπš™πšŽπšŠπšπšŽπš, πš–πšŠπš›πš”πš’πš—πš πšπš‘πšŽ πš—πšŠπš–πšŽ πš˜πš— 𝚊 πš–πšŽπš—πšπšŠπš• πš—πš˜πšπšŽ πš’πš— πš‘πšŽπš› πš‘πšŽπšŠπš.

"I'm not sure if I said it already but my name is Sabrina." π™°πš•πšπš‘πš˜πšžπšπš‘, πšœπš‘πšŽ πšπš’πš πš‘πšŠπšŸπšŽ πšπš‘πšŽ πš—πš’πšŒπš”πš—πšŠπš–πšŽ 'πš‚πšŠπš‹πš‹πš’πšŽ' πš πš‘πš’πšŒπš‘ πšœπš‘πšŽ πšπš’πšπš—'𝚝 πš–πš’πš—πš.

"I can help but to still be grateful for your kindness..."
Beaming, the blonde held her hands up toward the sky before falling onto her back, reclining in the high grass.

❝ You can call me Beatrice. ❞ Everyone did, it was a name she enjoyed answering to these days. ❝ And, please, don't mention it! I'm delighted to share the setting sun with you. ❞

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