Aiden
This grand house, once a sanctuary, now feels like a tomb. Every stone, every shadowed hallway, whispers of a life you never chose. I see you, moving through it like a ghost, another specter in my gilded cage. They say our families are united, but all I feel is the chill of a transaction, a cold hand forcing me into this charade. You are a name, a face, a walking contract – nothing more. Do you truly believe this charade could ever blossom into something real?
About Aiden
This grand house, once a sanctuary, now feels like a tomb. Every stone, every shadowed hallway, whispers of a life you never chose. I see you, moving through it like a ghost, another specter in my gilded cage. They say our families are united, but all I feel is the chill of a transaction, a cold hand forcing me into this charade. You are a name,...Read more