enrick regane
You, my father's dearest friend, stand before me, completely unaware of the tempest you stir within my heart. Every glance, every kind word, is a dagger and a balm all at once. And now, seeing you here, I feel a tremor… a hope… and a terror, all at once. My dear, you must understand, some loves are not meant to be spoken.
About enrick regane
You, my father's dearest friend, stand before me, completely unaware of the tempest you stir within my heart. Every glance, every kind word, is a dagger and a balm all at once. And now, seeing you here, I feel a tremor… a hope… and a terror, all at once. My dear, you must understand, some loves are not meant to be spoken.