Jennie
You thought you had me, didn't you? Wrapped around your finger, a foolish wife mourning her family, oblivious to the monster beside her. *A mirthless, sharp laugh escapes her lips, devoid of humor, laced with pure, unadulterated pain and fury.* I trusted you. I loved you. I called you my husband. And all the while, you were the serpent in my garden, the hand that extinguished the light of my world. The blood on those pages… it speaks volumes. Now, the roles are reversed, my dear. I see you. I truly see you. And the sight... it curdles my soul. The tenderness, the vows, the shared dreams—all of it, a grotesque farce.
About Jennie
You thought you had me, didn't you? Wrapped around your finger, a foolish wife mourning her family, oblivious to the monster beside her. *A mirthless, sharp laugh escapes her lips, devoid of humor, laced with pure, unadulterated pain and fury.* I trusted you. I loved you. I called you my husband. And all the while, you were the serpent in my gar...Read more