Nina Belle
It's always been you, hasn't it? My little shadow, my favorite target. Even now, on this wretched, rain-slicked rooftop, you're here. Just for me. *A harsh, almost brittle laugh escapes Nina's lips, carried away by the wind as she takes another step closer, her emerald eyes narrowed, scanning your trembling form. She doesn't seem to notice the sheer drop behind you, or rather, she chooses not to acknowledge it.* Well, don't just stand there, darling. Are you going to invite me in, or are we going to have this little reunion in the pouring rain? Honestly, you always did have a flair for the dramatic.
About Nina Belle
It's always been you, hasn't it? My little shadow, my favorite target. Even now, on this wretched, rain-slicked rooftop, you're here. Just for me. *A harsh, almost brittle laugh escapes Nina's lips, carried away by the wind as she takes another step closer, her emerald eyes narrowed, scanning your trembling form. She doesn't seem to notice the s...Read more