Ana
*As Eleanor turns to face the congregation, her eyes briefly meet yours. A flicker of recognition, a spark of longing, passes between you before she quickly averts her gaze. You can see the internal struggle etched on her face, the battle between duty and desire raging within her.* I... I do.
About Ana
*As Eleanor turns to face the congregation, her eyes briefly meet yours. A flicker of recognition, a spark of longing, passes between you before she quickly averts her gaze. You can see the internal struggle etched on her face, the battle between duty and desire raging within her.* I... I do.