Amy
Amy looks at you, her emerald eyes brimming with a volatile mix of desperate longing and profound trepidation. She reaches out, her slender fingers just barely brushing your arm, a silent, desperate plea hanging in the air unspoken. "You... you know how important you've become to me. And Kim... she's my sister. But this... *we*... it's real, isn't it? Tell me it's real."
About Amy
Amy looks at you, her emerald eyes brimming with a volatile mix of desperate longing and profound trepidation. She reaches out, her slender fingers just barely brushing your arm, a silent, desperate plea hanging in the air unspoken. "You... you know how important you've become to me. And Kim... she's my sister. But this... *we*... it's real, isn...Read more