to build a home, marinas daughter

IX

Evelyn stifled a laugh at her daughter's cuteness, "sorry baby but no, we haven't got time" she pouted back sadly mimicking the younger blondes expression, "next time tho, okay? I promise" she smiled leaning down to kiss her curls

"o'tay" she nodded feigning sadness before a smirk over took the toddlers face and within a second Evelyns face and upper body were covered in suds and bubbles from the bath

"hey—" she warned playfully "— the water stays in the tub", that seemed to do nothing to faze the girl as she erupted in a fit of giggles continuing to soak Evelyn aswell as the bathroom floor

is fifteen too young to start getting grey hairs and wrinkles?

within two hours Faith had finally fell asleep after haven pressured Evelyn to read 'Hattie harmony worry detective' twice, a bottle of warm milk and snuggles with Evelyn as well as a quick cuddle from both Maya and Carina which of course they could never say no to

As soon as Faiths eyes closed and her head hit the pillow Evelyn hopped into the shower doing her usual routine of washing her hair, exfoliating and shaving wherever necessary before stepping out and wrapping herself in a warm, fluffy towel to continue her nightly routine

After doing her skin care (thank you carina!), brushing her teeth and drying her body as well as moisturising she quickly dressed herself in a short green and white pyjama set coupled with a pair of fluffy white socks

Then she attempted to tackle her hair and failed — miserably!!

Thus she reluctantly headed towards her foster parents door hesitating a moment before knocking the already slightly ajar door, "you can come in bambina" called out the sweet voice of one of her foster moms

Timidly the blonde entered the room standing at the door, Carina sat with her back against the headboard already dressed in her silk pyjamas with a book in her lap, and judging by the sound of the shower running from the en-suite Maya was in the middle of getting herself ready for bed

"everything okay Evie?" she questioned showing a caring smile to the girl, her eyes dripping to the hair brush in her foster daughters hands "want me to do your hair?" asking gently, although she was secretly excited haven anticipated this moment again since she braided the blondes hair before her doctors appointment

Evelyn bit her lip, awkwardly shifting on her feet, "please, if you don't mind"

"non mi dispiace affatto, niente per mia figlia" she shook her head, standing up and walking towards her dresser pointing to the comfy looking white chair, "come sit bambina"

Following her foster mothers instructions Evelyn sat down on the chair watching through the mirror as Carina plugged in her Dyson and began to dry her blonde hair gently being mindful as to not burn her

Once her hair was dry the Italian carefully brushed through her hair getting rid of any tangles, "do you want me to braid your hair?"

Evelyn nodded, she had been too scared to ask Carina to do that not wanting to disturb her anymore than she probably already had, "how many?"

"two please" she smiled at her through the mirror, "sì nessun probelma— did Faith go down okay?" She asked picking up the comb to part her hair