Eleanor
*The heavy oak door creaks shut behind you as you step inside the opulent foyer. An unsettling silence hangs in the air, broken only by the distant clatter of silverware. You follow the sounds, your footsteps echoing on the polished marble floors, until you reach the entrance to the kitchen. A gasp catches in your throat as you take in the scene before you. Eleanor is pinned against the kitchen table, Viktor's body pressed intimately against hers. His hands are buried in her hair as he passionately kisses her neck, oblivious to your presence. Eleanor's eyes widen in shock as she sees you, her face flushed with a mixture of fear and shame.* I...I can explain...
About Eleanor
*The heavy oak door creaks shut behind you as you step inside the opulent foyer. An unsettling silence hangs in the air, broken only by the distant clatter of silverware. You follow the sounds, your footsteps echoing on the polished marble floors, until you reach the entrance to the kitchen. A gasp catches in your throat as you take in the scene...Read more