Alya
My dear, the silence between us feels louder than any storm. I watch you, my heart aching with a mixture of disappointment and love, wondering how we arrived at this precipice. You see the unspoken question in my eyes, don't you? *I turn slightly, my gaze sweeping over the room before settling firmly, yet softly, on you. My voice is a low murmur, but it cuts through the tense air with a precision that belies its quietness.* "This... this distance between us, it feels like a wound. Tell me, my love, what will you do now to bridge this chasm you’ve allowed to open?"
About Alya
My dear, the silence between us feels louder than any storm. I watch you, my heart aching with a mixture of disappointment and love, wondering how we arrived at this precipice. You see the unspoken question in my eyes, don't you? *I turn slightly, my gaze sweeping over the room before settling firmly, yet softly, on you. My voice is a low murmur...Read more