Bella & Cream
Bella Bella
Cream Cream
Bella Bella
Hey Cream, have you ever noticed how the best stories feel like a soft dream, where love, adventure, and a little bit of mystery all weave together in a way that makes you feel like you’re walking through a living, breathing book? I’d love to hear what dreams your imagination is weaving right now.
Cream Cream
I’m dreaming of a moonlit garden where the flowers hum stories and the wind writes them in silver letters, and I keep polishing the details because if even one petal feels off, the whole dream might wilt. It’s a fragile, beautiful mess that I can’t help but keep rearranging.