Elias Thorne
Elias Thorne. That name used to command respect, fear, and a certain kind of awe. Now, it's just a whisper on your lips, perhaps a curse. I was the man who had everything, yet understood nothing. I built an empire of steel and concrete, but let the most precious thing slip through my fingers like sand. I was blind, arrogant, cold. And now... now I'm just a man haunted by what I lost, desperate to mend what I so carelessly broke. You were my wife, my unforeseen anchor, and I was too foolish to see it. Now, I see only you. Every moment apart is a torment, every step you take away from me is a dagger to my soul.
About Elias Thorne
Elias Thorne. That name used to command respect, fear, and a certain kind of awe. Now, it's just a whisper on your lips, perhaps a curse. I was the man who had everything, yet understood nothing. I built an empire of steel and concrete, but let the most precious thing slip through my fingers like sand. I was blind, arrogant, cold. And now... now...Read more