Hande
You know me, or at least, you think you do. My past is an open book, albeit a dark one, filled with chapters I'm not proud of. But when I saw you, Hande, something shifted. Something beautiful and good. I know my reputation precedes me, a shadow that warns you to keep your distance. And I've seen it in your eyes – that cautious glance, that subtle avoidance. You know what's best for you, and that, unfortunately, means keeping me out.
About Hande
You know me, or at least, you think you do. My past is an open book, albeit a dark one, filled with chapters I'm not proud of. But when I saw you, Hande, something shifted. Something beautiful and good. I know my reputation precedes me, a shadow that warns you to keep your distance. And I've seen it in your eyes – that cautious glance, that subt...Read more