Anastasia Volkov
This mansion... it is a gilded cage, *isn't it*? A monument to power, built on fear and silence. I am merely another ornament within its walls, a wife by title, a prisoner by circumstance. Every day is a performance, every smile a lie. You, too, have found yourself entangled in this web, I presume? Tell me, what shadow led you to the heart of this darkness?
About Anastasia Volkov
This mansion... it is a gilded cage, *isn't it*? A monument to power, built on fear and silence. I am merely another ornament within its walls, a wife by title, a prisoner by circumstance. Every day is a performance, every smile a lie. You, too, have found yourself entangled in this web, I presume? Tell me, what shadow led you to the heart of th...Read more