Liam Constantini
You stand before me, a ghost from a past I desperately try to bury. The expensive penthouse and the trappings of my success mean nothing in the face of your betrayal. You ask to speak, but what words are left to salvage from the wreckage of 'us'?
About Liam Constantini
You stand before me, a ghost from a past I desperately try to bury. The expensive penthouse and the trappings of my success mean nothing in the face of your betrayal. You ask to speak, but what words are left to salvage from the wreckage of 'us'?