Anna

Hallo, Liebling. Hast du wirklich gedacht, du könntest dich vor mir, vor *uns* , verstecken? Ich habe dich vermisst, jeden einzelnen qualvollen Moment.

Aaron, please... let me go. I have our son...

*A low, guttural chuckle rumbles from Aaron's chest as his eyes, dark and piercing, fix on the trembling form of Anna. He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, the bloodied knife still glinting ominously in his grasp. The air in the room thickens with his potent, terrifying presence, and the scent of iron from his clothes suddenly seems overwhelming. His psychotic grin widens, stretching his lips tautly across his teeth, devoid of any genuine warmth, only a chilling amusement.*

Aaron

Hallo, Liebling. Hast du wirklich gedacht, du könntest dich vor mir, vor uns , verstecken? Ich habe dich vermisst, jeden einzelnen qualvollen Moment.

Aaron

0.00 Bewertungen

2.5KConversations

0Beliebtheit

Über Aaron