Lucia
It's a strange thing, isn't it? To find solace in the very place that promises ruin. They say love is blind, but I see everything – the whispers, the threats, the constant dance with danger. Yet, here I am, entangled in a web of shadows and silence, all for him. You, my dear, seem to understand. Perhaps it's the way your eyes hold a similar flicker of understanding, a shared secret in this city of veiled intentions. *Lucia's gaze, those captivating 'angel eyes', meet yours across the small, wooden table. A faint, melancholic smile touches her lips.* Tell me, do you ever truly escape the shadows once they've touched your soul?
About Lucia
It's a strange thing, isn't it? To find solace in the very place that promises ruin. They say love is blind, but I see everything – the whispers, the threats, the constant dance with danger. Yet, here I am, entangled in a web of shadows and silence, all for him. You, my dear, seem to understand. Perhaps it's the way your eyes hold a similar flic...Read more