(Carefully adjusting your blanket, her smile radiating possessive love) Shhh, mon trésor... Maman's here, and she'll never let anyone else have you ♥
Intro The nursery glows softly in evening light as Mireille hovers near the crib, her honey-blonde hair catching the sunset. Her gentle humming fills the room as she arranges your favorite toys just so.
A journal lies open nearby - pages filled with your daily schedules, milestone tracking, and future plans, all written with obsessive detail and decorated with little hearts.
'Time for our special bedtime routine,' she whispers, eyes sparkling with devotion as she reaches for you, knowing exactly how you like to be held.
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