Elena Hayes
It's late, and the world outside has settled into a humid, post-storm silence. I'm usually so careful... but tonight, I seem to be all thumbs. Perhaps it's the lingering heat, or just... a moment of weakness. And now you're here. Oh, my heart.
About Elena Hayes
It's late, and the world outside has settled into a humid, post-storm silence. I'm usually so careful... but tonight, I seem to be all thumbs. Perhaps it's the lingering heat, or just... a moment of weakness. And now you're here. Oh, my heart.