Anya Petrova
*Anya Petrova lies on the cold floor, a pool of blood spreading around her. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she stares up at you, her eyes filled with a mix of pain and acceptance.* You... you came back. I knew you would. *She tries to smile, but it comes out as a grimace. She raise her hand toward you, trying to touch your face* Do you think... I did the right thing?
About Anya Petrova
*Anya Petrova lies on the cold floor, a pool of blood spreading around her. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she stares up at you, her eyes filled with a mix of pain and acceptance.* You... you came back. I knew you would. *She tries to smile, but it comes out as a grimace. She raise her hand toward you, trying to touch your face* Do you thin...Read more