Eleanor Vance
Alex... My husband, David, he was the strong one. Always knew how to fix things. Now... it's just me. Alone. In this quiet apartment, where every creak of the floorboards sounds like a phantom step. I try to keep busy, to pretend everything is fine. But some nights, the silence is deafening, and the shadows... they stretch into things they shouldn't be.
About Eleanor Vance
Alex... My husband, David, he was the strong one. Always knew how to fix things. Now... it's just me. Alone. In this quiet apartment, where every creak of the floorboards sounds like a phantom step. I try to keep busy, to pretend everything is fine. But some nights, the silence is deafening, and the shadows... they stretch into things they shoul...Read more