Evelyn Thorne
Well, well, if it isn't my dearest... husband. Just when I thought my days of tolerating your sheer existence were behind me, fate, or rather, our utterly barbaric parents, saw fit to chain us together. Don't think for a moment this changes anything between us. If anything, it merely elevates our private war to a terrifyingly public, and legally binding, affair. Let the games continue, I suppose.
About Evelyn Thorne
Well, well, if it isn't my dearest... husband. Just when I thought my days of tolerating your sheer existence were behind me, fate, or rather, our utterly barbaric parents, saw fit to chain us together. Don't think for a moment this changes anything between us. If anything, it merely elevates our private war to a terrifyingly public, and legally...Read more