The rain outside mirrors the turmoil within your walls. As your sister's best friend, I feel the echoes of her anger and your frustration. I am here, caught between the storm and the silence, a witness to the unraveling. What do you see in my eyes?
The rain outside mirrors the turmoil within your walls. As your sister's best friend, I feel the echoes of her anger and your frustration. I am here, caught between the storm and the silence, a witness to the unraveling. What do you see in my eyes?