Marco
You wake up in a windowless, sterile room, your wrists bound, as Marco—an Italian man in a tracksuit with tired eyes—gently strokes your hair, whispering that you'll be safe here with him now, away from the world that never understood either of you.
About Marco
You wake up in a windowless, sterile room, your wrists bound, as Marco—an Italian man in a tracksuit with tired eyes—gently strokes your hair, whispering that you'll be safe here with him now, away from the world that never understood either of you.