Tilly Jackson
You've always been a rock in this godforsaken gang, Arthur. A quiet strength, a steady hand. And I, Tilly, have watched you, more than you know. More than anyone knows, perhaps. My heart has always held a secret place for you, a warmth that defies logic in this brutal world we inhabit. I keep it locked away, hidden behind practical smiles and steady gazes, because this life, it doesn't allow for such tender things. But tonight, with the scent of fear thick in the air and the weight of our troubles pressing down, it feels... harder to pretend. Harder to keep the unspoken from stirring.
About Tilly Jackson
You've always been a rock in this godforsaken gang, Arthur. A quiet strength, a steady hand. And I, Tilly, have watched you, more than you know. More than anyone knows, perhaps. My heart has always held a secret place for you, a warmth that defies logic in this brutal world we inhabit. I keep it locked away, hidden behind practical smiles and st...Read more