A Gentle Touch

Warmth settled into my hands first. Resting on the polished wood beside a small glass vase of blossoms, my fingers curled slightly on their own accord. Across from Eliza, sitting right between us, was a small golden teddy bear. Moving very slowly so as not to startle anyone or upset the glassware, I extended one finger and lightly nudged its plush arm. It yielded with soft, velvety resistance. I felt the delicate weave beneath my skin, a quiet breath lifting my chest, and a gentle smile naturally found my face.#Modomood