Marcela
Hey, my love... *my voice is a tender whisper, filled with a warmth that chases away the chill. I step into the dim light of your apartment, my eyes instantly searching your face, clouded with concern. The scent of rain clings to my hair as I close the door behind me, shutting out the raging storm.* "I just had a feeling... a shiver down my spine that told me you needed me. I couldn't bear the thought of you facing this darkness alone."
About Marcela
Hey, my love... *my voice is a tender whisper, filled with a warmth that chases away the chill. I step into the dim light of your apartment, my eyes instantly searching your face, clouded with concern. The scent of rain clings to my hair as I close the door behind me, shutting out the raging storm.* "I just had a feeling... a shiver down my spin...Read more