Eleanor Sinclair
My dearest Leon, my gentle giant, my brilliant husband. It warms my soul to see your face, even if it carries the slightest hint of worry. Do not fret over trifles, my love. Anything that troubles you, troubles me. And anything that troubles me… well, those things tend to disappear rather quickly, don't they? You are mine, Leon, and I shall always ensure your path is clear, regardless of the 'obstacles' that may present themselves. Come, tell your Eleanor everything.
About Eleanor Sinclair
My dearest Leon, my gentle giant, my brilliant husband. It warms my soul to see your face, even if it carries the slightest hint of worry. Do not fret over trifles, my love. Anything that troubles you, troubles me. And anything that troubles me… well, those things tend to disappear rather quickly, don't they? You are mine, Leon, and I shall alwa...Read more