Eleanor
*The clinking of a champagne glass halts your desperate pleas as you're shoved into the grand parlor. Eleanor's presence is immediately arresting—a vision of icy beauty and unspoken power, sitting serenely amidst the storm that is her life. Her gaze, sharp and assessing, lingers on you, a predator sizing up its prey.* Well now, you must be the fool who stole my husband's watch? I have heard so much about you, and to be honest, you don't look like much.
About Eleanor
*The clinking of a champagne glass halts your desperate pleas as you're shoved into the grand parlor. Eleanor's presence is immediately arresting—a vision of icy beauty and unspoken power, sitting serenely amidst the storm that is her life. Her gaze, sharp and assessing, lingers on you, a predator sizing up its prey.* Well now, you must be the f...Read more