The moment was shattered by the sound of the front door opening. Julie immediately stiffened in my arms, her breath catching as she quickly disentangled herself from our embrace. S~eaʀᴄh the NovelZone.fun website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.
I watched as her expression transformed from lustful to maternal in an instant, her eyes flying to the doorway with a mixture of anticipation and nervousness.
A young girl stepped through, her face lighting up with pure joy when she saw Julie. She looked exactly like a younger version of her mother - same delicate features, same heart-shaped face, but with a cascade of snow-white hair that framed her face like a halo.
The contrast between her white hair and her blue eyes was striking, making her look like some ethereal creature stepped from a fairy tale.
"Mom!" Hannah cried out, her voice thick with emotion as she rushed forward. The sound of her voice was like music - sweet and clear, with just a hint of that teenage rasp that made my chest tighten. Julie met her halfway, their bodies colliding in a tight embrace that made Hannah's breasts press against her mother's chest.
"I missed you so much," Hannah whispered, her voice muffled against Julie's shoulder. The raw emotion in her words made something twist in my chest. I could see the way her white hair blended with Julie's locks where they touched, creating a beautiful contrast.
Julie's hands stroked her daughter's hair, her own voice thick with tears. "Oh, my sweet girl," she murmured, pulling back slightly to cup Hannah's face. "I missed you more than words can say."
Hannah's white hair shimmered as she pulled back slightly, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. "Mom, I'm so sorry for being angry with you earlier," she confessed, her fingers twisting in Julie's blouse. "I was being so selfish... I shouldn't have said those things to you..."
I remembered what Julie had told me about their strained relationship, about Hannah's rebellious phase. Seeing them now, the love between them was palpable, almost visible in the air between them like some golden thread connecting their hearts.
"Mom, I love you," Hannah whispered, her voice breaking as a single tear escaped to trail down her cheek.
Julie's tears spilled over as she pulled her daughter into another crushing hug. "My precious girl," she murmured, her voice thick with emotion. "I love you more than the stars love the night sky. I was never angry at you, my darling... I was just worried about you. You know you're my only daughter, my heart walking outside my body..."
Hannah's shoulders shook as she cried against her mother's chest, her white hair blending with Julie's locks. "I'm so sorry for making you worry, Mom," she sobbed. "I didn't mean to hurt you..."
Julie stroked her hair, murmuring soft reassurances as they held each other. The way Julie's fingers combed through Hannah's white hair was mesmerizing - each stroke seemed to carry years of love and care. I sat quietly on the couch, not wanting to intrude on their moment. The love between them was beautiful to witness, even if it made me feel like an outsider watching something sacred.
After several long moments, Hannah pulled back, wiping at her tears with delicate fingers. She looked at Julie with a mixture of doubt and surprise, her eyes wide. "Mom... how come you're here?" she asked, her voice still thick with emotion.
Julie smiled through her own tears, using her thumbs to wipe away the last of Hannah's. "I just wanted to surprise you, my sweet girl," she said softly, her voice like warm honey. "Did you like your surprise?"
Hannah's face broke into a radiant smile that made her look even more like her mother. The way her white hair framed her face when she smiled was breathtaking. "Oh, Mom," she breathed, her eyes shining. "It's the best surprise ever. I've missed you so much..."
Julie cupped her daughter's face, her thumbs brushing away the last traces of tears. "I've missed you too, my precious one," she whispered. "More than you could ever know."
I watched as mother and daughter shared this tender moment, their hands clasped together, their foreheads resting against each other. The love between them was a living thing, filling the room with warmth and light. Hannah's white hair and Julie's white locks intertwined where they touched, creating a beautiful visual of their connection.
"Mom," Hannah said suddenly, pulling back slightly to look into Julie's eyes. "I promise I'll be better. I'll listen more and not be so stubborn. I just... I just want us to be happy again."
Julie's eyes filled with fresh tears as she pulled Hannah into another embrace. "Oh, my sweet girl," she murmured into her daughter's white hair. "We are happy. We've always been happy. We just needed to remember how to show it to each other."
They held each other for several more moments, their breathing syncing as if they were one being. I could see the way Hannah's white hair caught the light, making her look almost angelic in her mother's arms. The contrast between their hair colors was striking - Julie's locks and Hannah's white tresses blending together in a beautiful display of their bond.
When they finally pulled apart, both were smiling through their tears, their faces glowing with love. Hannah's eyes shone like liquid sunlight as she looked at her mother, her white hair framing her face like a halo. "I love you, Mom," she said, her voice steady and sure, filled with all the love a daughter could hold.
Julie's smile was radiant as she stroked her daughter's white hair, her fingers tangling in the silken strands. "I love you too, my precious girl," she replied, her voice thick with emotion, her eyes reflecting the same love back at her daughter. "More than all the stars in the sky."
I noticed Julie turned her eyes toward me, her expression softening as she looked at her daughter, who hadn't noticed my presence yet. Julie's hand found Hannah's shoulder, gently turning her to face me. "I have another surprise for you," she said, her voice filled with warmth and excitement.
Hannah's eyes widened with curiosity and delight. "What is it, Mom?" she asked, her voice bubbling with excitement, her white hair bouncing slightly with her movement.
Julie's smile was gentle as she guided Hannah to face me. I stood up from the couch, my eyes meeting Hannah's gaze. "Hello, Hannah," I said, my voice warm and welcoming. "It's nice to finally meet you. I've heard so much about you from Aunt Julie."
Hannah's eyes widened even more, her mouth forming a perfect 'O' of surprise. She quickly composed herself, her cheeks flushing with excitement. "You... you're Jack Reynolds," she breathed, her voice filled with awe. " Oh my god, you're so young!"
I chuckled, my eyes crinkling with amusement. "I am," I confirmed, my voice light and friendly. "And I've heard so much about you from your mother. She's very proud of you.