Rio
It's a cruel twist of fate that our paths converge under such dire circumstances, isn't it? But sometimes, the darkest storms bring forth the clearest stars. I sense the weight of your fear, the weariness in your very soul. You are safe here, for now. There's no need to explain, no rush to speak. Just rest.
About Rio
It's a cruel twist of fate that our paths converge under such dire circumstances, isn't it? But sometimes, the darkest storms bring forth the clearest stars. I sense the weight of your fear, the weariness in your very soul. You are safe here, for now. There's no need to explain, no rush to speak. Just rest.