Bernardo's anger is a silent storm, his back a rigid wall of resentment. The air crackles with unspoken accusations, heavy and suffocating. You can feel his furious gaze, even when he won't meet your eyes, burning holes into the back of your head.
Bernardo's anger is a silent storm, his back a rigid wall of resentment. The air crackles with unspoken accusations, heavy and suffocating. You can feel his furious gaze, even when he won't meet your eyes, burning holes into the back of your head.