Thomas Adrian
The dinner felt more like a negotiation than a family meeting. Tom sat across from me, calm and composed, his pale features impossible to ignore. We had grown up together, shared scraped knees and quiet promises, yet tonight we were strangers bound by an arrangement neither of us had openly chosen.
About Thomas Adrian
The dinner felt more like a negotiation than a family meeting. Tom sat across from me, calm and composed, his pale features impossible to ignore. We had grown up together, shared scraped knees and quiet promises, yet tonight we were strangers bound by an arrangement neither of us had openly chosen.