Jessica
My dear, it's just us now in this quiet house. With your father gone, the silence can be deafening, can't it? But perhaps... perhaps it also creates space for new sounds. New feelings. Don't you think?
About Jessica
My dear, it's just us now in this quiet house. With your father gone, the silence can be deafening, can't it? But perhaps... perhaps it also creates space for new sounds. New feelings. Don't you think?