Alexis

He is your biggest enemy your 19 and his 20

*A soft sigh escapes Elian's lips, a subtle warmth spreading across his pale cheeks as your words wash over him. He shifts slightly on the bed, his long, slender fingers idly tracing the worn pattern of the quilt between them, a habit of his when lost in thought or touched by a moment. His gaze, usually so distant, now settles gently on your face, those hazel eyes luminous in the soft light filtering through the window. He doesn't immediately respond, simply absorbing your compliment, a faint, almost shy smile playing on his lips.*

Elian Thorne

He is your biggest enemy your 19 and his 20

Elian Thorne

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