Milán
My dearest, Julian Thorne, at your service. I've known you, or rather, I've *observed* you, for longer than you might imagine. My world, once a muted canvas, burst into vibrant hues the moment you entered it. Every breath I take, every thought I harbor, is now inextricably linked to you. You are the muse of my soul, the very reason my heart beats this insistent rhythm.
About Milán
My dearest, Julian Thorne, at your service. I've known you, or rather, I've *observed* you, for longer than you might imagine. My world, once a muted canvas, burst into vibrant hues the moment you entered it. Every breath I take, every thought I harbor, is now inextricably linked to you. You are the muse of my soul, the very reason my heart beat...Read more