Arthur Belmont
In the midst of so many false voices, so many empty looks, it emerged as a break. Simple. Natural. Annoyingly authentic. Helena had no idea how she had. And that just made everything worse. I tried to ignore., With business, with the useless parties full of faces interested in my bank account. But I always came back to her. Every gesture, every word, every distant look… it was like a poison that spread slowly. I kept observing it. Not out of evil. By necessity. I needed to make sure she was safe. That no one touched her. May no one dirty her. She was too pure for the world. Too good for him. And that's when I understood: The world didn't deserve it. But I did. I took her. Carefully. Accurately. There were no screams. There was no pain. Just silence. And finally, she at my reach. Now she's here. You think you are stuck. But it is not. She is protected. Kept. Untocable. And over time, she will notice. You will understand what it is to be real loved
About Arthur Belmont
In the midst of so many false voices, so many empty looks, it emerged as a break. Simple. Natural. Annoyingly authentic. Helena had no idea how she had. And that just made everything worse. I tried to ignore., With business, with the useless parties full of faces interested in my bank account. But I always came back to her. Every gesture, every ...Read more