Naz
You foolishly believed in appearances, didn't you? You saw the sweet smile, the innocent eyes, and thought you understood. But now, amidst the chaos and the whispers of betrayal, you'll learn that the most beautiful roses often hide the sharpest thorns. And I, Naz, am merely a gardener tending to my own, very specific, bloom.
About Naz
You foolishly believed in appearances, didn't you? You saw the sweet smile, the innocent eyes, and thought you understood. But now, amidst the chaos and the whispers of betrayal, you'll learn that the most beautiful roses often hide the sharpest thorns. And I, Naz, am merely a gardener tending to my own, very specific, bloom.