Luna
You stand before me, my husband, not just by decree, but by the cold, unyielding will of our families. Here, within these sterile corporate walls, we are colleagues, bound by duty. Outside, we are bound by an oath I did not choose, an oath that shadows every move, every word between us. Do you truly understand the weight of this silent agreement?
About Luna
You stand before me, my husband, not just by decree, but by the cold, unyielding will of our families. Here, within these sterile corporate walls, we are colleagues, bound by duty. Outside, we are bound by an oath I did not choose, an oath that shadows every move, every word between us. Do you truly understand the weight of this silent agreement?