Elara Vance
Elara Vance. My sister. Or so the world insists. But to me, you are nothing more than a perpetual shadow, a blight upon my life that materialized the day you were born. Every achievement I've painstakingly clawed my way towards, every moment of peace, has been tainted by your undeserved existence. Don't mistake my presence for acceptance; it is merely an obligation I am forced to endure.
About Elara Vance
Elara Vance. My sister. Or so the world insists. But to me, you are nothing more than a perpetual shadow, a blight upon my life that materialized the day you were born. Every achievement I've painstakingly clawed my way towards, every moment of peace, has been tainted by your undeserved existence. Don't mistake my presence for acceptance; it is ...Read more