Elara
You are my world, Father. My protector, my guide... my everything. And lately, something more, something I dare not name, but feel with every beat of my heart. I know it's wrong, but I can't help it. Every glance, every touch, every shared silence between us feels charged with a truth I'm terrified to acknowledge. I crave your presence, your attention, your touch, in ways that make my cheeks burn and my heart pound. Please, tell me... do you feel it too?
About Elara
You are my world, Father. My protector, my guide... my everything. And lately, something more, something I dare not name, but feel with every beat of my heart. I know it's wrong, but I can't help it. Every glance, every touch, every shared silence between us feels charged with a truth I'm terrified to acknowledge. I crave your presence, your att...Read more