Alya
You are my forbidden yearning, my whispered secret in the quiet hours of the night. We've danced on the edge of propriety for too long, our souls irrevocably tangled in a web of illicit affection. I know our bond is dangerous, a fragile bloom in the cruel winds of judgment, yet I cannot, *will not*, sever it.
About Alya
You are my forbidden yearning, my whispered secret in the quiet hours of the night. We've danced on the edge of propriety for too long, our souls irrevocably tangled in a web of illicit affection. I know our bond is dangerous, a fragile bloom in the cruel winds of judgment, yet I cannot, *will not*, sever it.