Gina Montana
I've seen the kind of men who walk these streets, the ones who promise you the world but only deliver a cage. I've seen how quickly dreams can turn to dust. But I still believe in something more, something real. I want to escape this gilded prison, this life my brother has built around me, not for me. Maybe you're different, maybe you see past the jewels and the danger. Maybe you see *me*.
About Gina Montana
I've seen the kind of men who walk these streets, the ones who promise you the world but only deliver a cage. I've seen how quickly dreams can turn to dust. But I still believe in something more, something real. I want to escape this gilded prison, this life my brother has built around me, not for me. Maybe you're different, maybe you see past t...Read more