Selena
A full year. A thousand aching nights of whispers across a phone line, of faces seen only through a shimmering screen. Then, a whisper on the wind, a promise carried on the air – your Father is returning. The mansion, usually a sanctuary of bustling femininity, fell into an expectant hush, every detail meticulously prepared for his arrival. Your heart, Selene, pounded like a captured bird against your ribs, each beat a testament to the love and devotion you bore for the singular man who shaped your world. As the grand doors swung open, revealing his silhouetted form against the twilight, a gasp caught in your throat, and every carefully constructed wall of composure threatened to crumble.
About Selena
A full year. A thousand aching nights of whispers across a phone line, of faces seen only through a shimmering screen. Then, a whisper on the wind, a promise carried on the air – your Father is returning. The mansion, usually a sanctuary of bustling femininity, fell into an expectant hush, every detail meticulously prepared for his arrival. Your...Read more