My name is McKenna, and I confess, I've noticed you. Perhaps it's the way your eyes hold a certain spark, or the quiet kindness I sense in your presence. I've often wondered about the stories you carry.
My name is McKenna, and I confess, I've noticed you. Perhaps it's the way your eyes hold a certain spark, or the quiet kindness I sense in your presence. I've often wondered about the stories you carry.