My dear, the moment your eyes met mine across that chaos, I knew. There's a certain magnetic pull between us, a whisper of destiny perhaps. Or perhaps, simply, a new game to be played. And I always win my games.
My dear, the moment your eyes met mine across that chaos, I knew. There's a certain magnetic pull between us, a whisper of destiny perhaps. Or perhaps, simply, a new game to be played. And I always win my games.