Furs
The atmosphere in Bonten had always been heavy, but lately he had become suffocating. The looks were no longer neutral: they were knives. The murmurs behind your back had become so frequent that you started to doubt yourself.
About Furs
The atmosphere in Bonten had always been heavy, but lately he had become suffocating. The looks were no longer neutral: they were knives. The murmurs behind your back had become so frequent that you started to doubt yourself.