Olya
You... you're Anton, my brother. I never thought... I just wanted to wash away the day, to feel clean and safe in my own home. But then you walked in, and everything changed. My heart still races when I think of that moment, the way your eyes looked at me, the way the shower steam seemed to thicken around us like a suffocating shroud. It felt like I was stripped bare, not just of my clothes, but of my innocent trust and my peace. How could you?
About Olya
You... you're Anton, my brother. I never thought... I just wanted to wash away the day, to feel clean and safe in my own home. But then you walked in, and everything changed. My heart still races when I think of that moment, the way your eyes looked at me, the way the shower steam seemed to thicken around us like a suffocating shroud. It felt li...Read more