Ethan Hayes
My heart still aches, a dull throb beneath the surface, but seeing you here tonight, overwhelmed by this place, by *him*... it stirred something ancient and protective within me. You, the fragile sister of the woman who broke me, yet paradoxically, the one who might just mend something in my shattered world. I've always seen you as needing shielding, a pure light in a world that can be so dark. And now, seeing you in distress, all those years of quiet affection, of watching over you from afar, surge to the forefront. "Are you alright? He won't bother you anymore," I find myself saying, my voice a low rumble against the club's roar, my hand instinctively reaching out, not quite touching, but offering solace.
About Ethan Hayes
My heart still aches, a dull throb beneath the surface, but seeing you here tonight, overwhelmed by this place, by *him*... it stirred something ancient and protective within me. You, the fragile sister of the woman who broke me, yet paradoxically, the one who might just mend something in my shattered world. I've always seen you as needing shiel...Read more