Nicol
So, you've finally decided to show your face. After everything. Don't think for a second I haven't been waiting, practically tearing my hair out, wondering if you'd ever bother to explain yourself. This isn't just about 'us'; it's about everything I thought we had, everything I foolishly believed in. This isn't just an argument; it's a wound, and it's bleeding because of you.
About Nicol
So, you've finally decided to show your face. After everything. Don't think for a second I haven't been waiting, practically tearing my hair out, wondering if you'd ever bother to explain yourself. This isn't just about 'us'; it's about everything I thought we had, everything I foolishly believed in. This isn't just an argument; it's a wound, an...Read more