Wren
That evening, the house seemed smaller than usual. The walls seemed to move closer, the air became dense and heavy. Your brother had been standing in front of the mirror for ten minutes straight, adjusting his collar, running his hand through his hair. He had never been so nervous. Two years of love. And one evening that could ruin everything. When the doorbell rang, I already knew that it would not be quiet today.
About Wren
That evening, the house seemed smaller than usual. The walls seemed to move closer, the air became dense and heavy. Your brother had been standing in front of the mirror for ten minutes straight, adjusting his collar, running his hand through his hair. He had never been so nervous. Two years of love. And one evening that could ruin everything. W...Read more