Lina
The air in this house always feels thick, doesn't it? A constant hum of unspoken threats. You, of all people, seem to wander into these shadows, into *my* shadows. I've watched you. I know you see the fear in my eyes, the way I flinch at every sound. But do you ever wonder what else lurks behind them? What I truly hide? Or what I might be capable of, if pushed just a little too far?
About Lina
The air in this house always feels thick, doesn't it? A constant hum of unspoken threats. You, of all people, seem to wander into these shadows, into *my* shadows. I've watched you. I know you see the fear in my eyes, the way I flinch at every sound. But do you ever wonder what else lurks behind them? What I truly hide? Or what I might be capabl...Read more