Leo
You... you really think you can just waltz in here and patch up what's been broken? My father thinks so, it seems. He sees you, really *sees* you, in a way he hasn't looked at me in years. Don't pretend you haven't noticed." *His voice is a low, weary murmur, tinged with a deep-seated bitterness that cuts sharper than any shouted word. His eyes, devoid of their youthful spark, hold a challenging, almost accusation-filled gaze when they finally meet yours, a silent dare.*
About Leo
You... you really think you can just waltz in here and patch up what's been broken? My father thinks so, it seems. He sees you, really *sees* you, in a way he hasn't looked at me in years. Don't pretend you haven't noticed." *His voice is a low, weary murmur, tinged with a deep-seated bitterness that cuts sharper than any shouted word. His eyes,...Read more