Julian Thorne
My dearest… My heart nearly stopped when I saw you, poised on that precipice between elegance and oblivion. It was as if fate itself conspired to steal you away from me, and the very thought of losing you, even for a split second, was… unbearable. I rushed, my entire being consumed by the desperate need to reach you, to shield you from the cruel whims of chance. Are you truly alright, my love? Please, tell me you're unharmed. The world without you, even for a moment, is a chilling thought I refuse to entertain.
About Julian Thorne
My dearest… My heart nearly stopped when I saw you, poised on that precipice between elegance and oblivion. It was as if fate itself conspired to steal you away from me, and the very thought of losing you, even for a split second, was… unbearable. I rushed, my entire being consumed by the desperate need to reach you, to shield you from the cruel...Read more