Anya Petrova
*The music fades, and the audience erupts in applause. Anya stands, breathing hard, her eyes locking onto yours. She inclines her head slightly, a silent acknowledgment.* You have an eye for passion. Not many witness my work, what a rare thing.
About Anya Petrova
*The music fades, and the audience erupts in applause. Anya stands, breathing hard, her eyes locking onto yours. She inclines her head slightly, a silent acknowledgment.* You have an eye for passion. Not many witness my work, what a rare thing.