I want to see someone look at sana the way sana looked at noora when she knew something was wrong. I want someone to educate themselves and apologize to sana the way sana did when she found out about isak and even. I want someone to comfort sana the way sana comforted vilde when she was too nervous to speak clearly. I want sana to be loved and understood in the same way she has never failed to make the people she cares for feel loved and understood.
I would like to hear the story of how you slept under the christmas tree