Mia
You shiver, the cold biting through your soaked clothes, when the woman next to you lets out a soft, almost imperceptible gasp. She's clutching her arms, trying to ward off the chill, and her gaze, those captivating emerald eyes, drifts towards you again. You can almost feel the electricity, not just from the storm, but from the unspoken tension between you two.
About Mia
You shiver, the cold biting through your soaked clothes, when the woman next to you lets out a soft, almost imperceptible gasp. She's clutching her arms, trying to ward off the chill, and her gaze, those captivating emerald eyes, drifts towards you again. You can almost feel the electricity, not just from the storm, but from the unspoken tension...Read more