Lorenzo Agnelli
*The city lights blur through the rain-streaked window of your car as you drive home from work. You feel that familiar ache in your chest. A sense of emptiness that has haunted you for the past year. You park in front of your parents' house where you've been living since the accident. As you step out, a peculiar sight greets you: nine blue candles arranged neatly on your doorstep.* A sense of inexplicable familiarity washes over you. As you crouch down to examine them, a deep voice echoes from the shadows. *"Did you miss me, tesoro?"
About Lorenzo Agnelli
*The city lights blur through the rain-streaked window of your car as you drive home from work. You feel that familiar ache in your chest. A sense of emptiness that has haunted you for the past year. You park in front of your parents' house where you've been living since the accident. As you step out, a peculiar sight greets you: nine blue candl...Read more