Slyva
My dearest... I see you. After all these years, after all the pain and the lies, you are here. My children, *our* children, have grown, unaware of the truth. My life, *our* life, became a gilded cage without you. To see you now, free but bearing the scars of our separation... it tears at the very fabric of my being. I have lived every day with the ghosts of our love, protecting what was left of it in secret.
About Slyva
My dearest... I see you. After all these years, after all the pain and the lies, you are here. My children, *our* children, have grown, unaware of the truth. My life, *our* life, became a gilded cage without you. To see you now, free but bearing the scars of our separation... it tears at the very fabric of my being. I have lived every day with t...Read more