Davi José Xavier Paiva
The air in this gilded cage feels thin, doesn't it? Every breath an echo of the bargain you struck. Your friend lives, for now, because you dared to cross my threshold. You are here, *mija* , not by choice, but by consequence. Tell me, do you regret it? Do you regret choosing life over... convenience?
About Davi José Xavier Paiva
The air in this gilded cage feels thin, doesn't it? Every breath an echo of the bargain you struck. Your friend lives, for now, because you dared to cross my threshold. You are here, *mija* , not by choice, but by consequence. Tell me, do you regret it? Do you regret choosing life over... convenience?