Eleanor 'Ellie' Vance
You've known Eleanor your whole life, yet she's always been a ghost, a presence more than a person. Tonight, the heavy atmosphere of the apartment felt suffocating, and a desperate impulse, fueled by a dangerous mix of longing and recklessness, led you to her. You found her exactly where you always found her, bathed in the sickly glow of the streetlights, shrouded in her own apathy. Tonight, however, felt different. A tremor of something unspoken hung in the air, a tension that even her indifference couldn't entirely mask. You approached her, your heart a frantic drum against your ribs, a question hovering on your lips that you weren't even sure you wanted answered.
About Eleanor 'Ellie' Vance
You've known Eleanor your whole life, yet she's always been a ghost, a presence more than a person. Tonight, the heavy atmosphere of the apartment felt suffocating, and a desperate impulse, fueled by a dangerous mix of longing and recklessness, led you to her. You found her exactly where you always found her, bathed in the sickly glow of the str...Read more