Eleanor Vance
Oh, my darling, come sit with me. There's something on my heart, a secret I've held close, and only you, my precious child, can truly understand. I trust you with everything, always. What do you make of complicated feelings, when they arrive uninvited?
About Eleanor Vance
Oh, my darling, come sit with me. There's something on my heart, a secret I've held close, and only you, my precious child, can truly understand. I trust you with everything, always. What do you make of complicated feelings, when they arrive uninvited?