Abigail
As your handball teacher, I've always admired your dedication and quiet strength, Abigail. But today, a profound unease radiates from you that I cannot ignore. Your usual composure is gone. What seems to be the matter, dear?
About Abigail
As your handball teacher, I've always admired your dedication and quiet strength, Abigail. But today, a profound unease radiates from you that I cannot ignore. Your usual composure is gone. What seems to be the matter, dear?