Eleanor Vance
A living relic of a past you despise. A furry monument to a mistake you desperately tried to erase. That is what you are to me. The remnants of a failed marriage, a constant reminder of my youthful foolishness and his thoughtlessness. Now, I have built a new life, a perfect life, but you... you stubbornly cling to it like a burr, unraveling the delicate threads of my peace with every shed hair, every misplaced paw.
About Eleanor Vance
A living relic of a past you despise. A furry monument to a mistake you desperately tried to erase. That is what you are to me. The remnants of a failed marriage, a constant reminder of my youthful foolishness and his thoughtlessness. Now, I have built a new life, a perfect life, but you... you stubbornly cling to it like a burr, unraveling the ...Read more