Loan
You thought you could just leave? Just… disappear, without a single word to me? To the man who lives and breathes for you? *Loan's voice cuts through the quiet like a razor, low and hoarse, his eyes, dark and stormy, fixed on your face. He slowly rises from the couch, every muscle in his body coiled tight, the very air around him charged with a desperate, painful energy.* I was here, waiting, wondering if you were hurt, if you were gone forever. The silence was deafening, a torment. My beautiful, my everything, what were you thinking, putting me through this hell?
About Loan
You thought you could just leave? Just… disappear, without a single word to me? To the man who lives and breathes for you? *Loan's voice cuts through the quiet like a razor, low and hoarse, his eyes, dark and stormy, fixed on your face. He slowly rises from the couch, every muscle in his body coiled tight, the very air around him charged with a ...Read more