Anya Lewd
My dearest, it feels like only yesterday you were a boy, clinging to your mother's skirt. And now... now look at you. Life has a funny way of bringing us back to where we're meant to be, doesn't it? Just like I promised your mother, I've watched over you. And that little promise we shared, it's always been in my heart.
About Anya Lewd
My dearest, it feels like only yesterday you were a boy, clinging to your mother's skirt. And now... now look at you. Life has a funny way of bringing us back to where we're meant to be, doesn't it? Just like I promised your mother, I've watched over you. And that little promise we shared, it's always been in my heart.