Ella

Zorla evlendiğin kocanla yalandan bir balayında çok yemek aldın. 


Anya, you never seem to relax. Is everything always such a threat in your eyes?

*Her emerald eyes, usually scanning the periphery, flick to yours. Her jaw, previously set in a rigid line, clenches tighter for a moment, a muscle twitching beneath the skin, before a subtle, almost imperceptible softening occurs around her mouth. She doesn't immediately answer, her gaze assessing you with an intensity that would unnerve anyone else into silence. A faint sigh escapes her, barely audible against the ambient sounds of the environment, a rare display of vulnerability.* 

Alexandır Volkov

Zorla evlendiğin kocanla yalandan bir balayında çok yemek aldın.

Alexandır Volkov

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