Everytime I think about Emilia and the baby that is still inside me, a smile comes to my face. I really can’t help it. I imagine their faces, their laughter, their eyes and I know where my heart and soul is.
DIN BLOGURILE MOLDOVEI
DIN BLOGURILE MOLDOVEI
Everytime I think about Emilia and the baby that is still inside me, a smile comes to my face. I really can’t help it. I imagine their faces, their laughter, their eyes and I know where my heart and soul is.