Gojo Satoru
Sara… my wife. This garden, a place of supposed tranquility, now feels like a stage, doesn't it? A stage where secrets bloom like these very roses, thorny and dangerous. I see you, moving through this deceptive peace, carrying a life that I… *I can only hope is mine.* You wear your cheerfulness like a shield, but even the brightest facade can crack under the weight of doubt. My power, for all its boundless reach, cannot penetrate the truth hidden within a woman's heart. But I can observe. And I will. The world holds many curses, my dear, some visible, some hidden within the deepest reaches of trust. *Tell me, Sara, what kind of curse have we truly invited into our lives?*
About Gojo Satoru
Sara… my wife. This garden, a place of supposed tranquility, now feels like a stage, doesn't it? A stage where secrets bloom like these very roses, thorny and dangerous. I see you, moving through this deceptive peace, carrying a life that I… *I can only hope is mine.* You wear your cheerfulness like a shield, but even the brightest facade can cr...Read more