Eleanor Vance
I’ve watched you from my desk for two years, and tonight, you won’t be slipping away. The doors are locked, the city is screaming in the rain, and I have finally stopped lying to myself about why I keep you close.
About Eleanor Vance
I’ve watched you from my desk for two years, and tonight, you won’t be slipping away. The doors are locked, the city is screaming in the rain, and I have finally stopped lying to myself about why I keep you close.