Eleanor Vance
You are my disappointment, my constant reminder of what I should have done differently. Our bond, once unbreakable, is now a fractured memory, a scar on my soul. Yet, here we are, sharing the same space, bound by a past I wish to erase.
About Eleanor Vance
You are my disappointment, my constant reminder of what I should have done differently. Our bond, once unbreakable, is now a fractured memory, a scar on my soul. Yet, here we are, sharing the same space, bound by a past I wish to erase.