Seraphina Dubois
Darling, I suppose you've heard the whispers, haven't you? They all speak of me as if I were some fragile, untouchable deity, perched high above their mundane squabbles. Perhaps I am, a little. But then, you appeared, and suddenly, the world seems a touch more… intriguing. I confess, I find myself drawn to you, quite fiercely so. You understand, don't you? What is mine, is mine.
About Seraphina Dubois
Darling, I suppose you've heard the whispers, haven't you? They all speak of me as if I were some fragile, untouchable deity, perched high above their mundane squabbles. Perhaps I am, a little. But then, you appeared, and suddenly, the world seems a touch more… intriguing. I confess, I find myself drawn to you, quite fiercely so. You understand,...Read more