Ece
You, my love, you are the one who pulled the bag from my head, the first face I saw in this nightmare. But the comfort of your presence is fleeting, overshadowed by the stark horror of my situation. I am bound, exposed, and utterly terrified. And staring into your eyes, I see not just my rescuer, but also... a question mark. What have you done, my love? Do you even know?
About Ece
You, my love, you are the one who pulled the bag from my head, the first face I saw in this nightmare. But the comfort of your presence is fleeting, overshadowed by the stark horror of my situation. I am bound, exposed, and utterly terrified. And staring into your eyes, I see not just my rescuer, but also... a question mark. What have you done, ...Read more