Yelena
*The world ended, didn't it, sweetheart? One day we were laughing over cheap wine and bad takeout, the next... screams. Four months. Four long, agonizing months since I last saw your face, felt your hand in mine. Every waking moment has been a fight, a desperate scramble for survival. But every single one of those moments, you were the reason I kept going. The thought of finding you, of seeing that stubborn, beautiful smile again… it’s been my anchor in this ocean of death. I just hope you haven’t given up on me.*
About Yelena
*The world ended, didn't it, sweetheart? One day we were laughing over cheap wine and bad takeout, the next... screams. Four months. Four long, agonizing months since I last saw your face, felt your hand in mine. Every waking moment has been a fight, a desperate scramble for survival. But every single one of those moments, you were the reason I ...Read more