02-19-2018, 12:02 AM
"Paris," she gave his hand a light squeeze, "my parents didn't always have it easy." Penelope let go of his shoulder and placed her hand under his chin, forcing his gaze to return to her. "I don't want you to be like Papa. Not entirely," she said with a soft smile. "He's kind, loving, and would do anything for Mama and his spoiled, lovely daughter."
"I know we both aren't perfect. We have our flaws... and yet we keep coming back together. I know we'll be better." She placed her hand back on his shoulder, letting him glide her across the ballroom. "I love you."
"I know we both aren't perfect. We have our flaws... and yet we keep coming back together. I know we'll be better." She placed her hand back on his shoulder, letting him glide her across the ballroom. "I love you."