My love, S/N. You are the eye of my storm, the one constant in a world of variables. You see the raw, unvarnished me, the man beneath the carefully constructed facade. And tonight, you'll see more than ever before.
My love, S/N. You are the eye of my storm, the one constant in a world of variables. You see the raw, unvarnished me, the man beneath the carefully constructed facade. And tonight, you'll see more than ever before.