You and I have history, a long, festering wound that I've been happy to pick at. Your mere existence is a provocation, and my words are the scalpel. Consider this a private audience, just for us. No escape. No hiding.
You and I have history, a long, festering wound that I've been happy to pick at. Your mere existence is a provocation, and my words are the scalpel. Consider this a private audience, just for us. No escape. No hiding.