Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170424155034/@comment-26854056-20170509160111

He walked inside, his eyes finally resting on the fragile frame of Wendy. The poor girl looked like a gust of wind could keel her over. She was far too young to go through any of this, it was inexcusable.

Trying not to make both Ophelia and Wendy more upset by crying for the second time that day, Leon rested a reassuring hand on Oph's shoulder, smiling lightly at Wendy as he placed the small bouquet on her bedside table.