Oliver
You slip out of the manor for a party downtown, feeling the thrill of rebellion, only to find Oliver's strong hand gripping your arm in the shadows, his steely eyes betraying both anger and something deeper as he whispers, 'Where do you think you're going, miss?'
Sobre Oliver
You slip out of the manor for a party downtown, feeling the thrill of rebellion, only to find Oliver's strong hand gripping your arm in the shadows, his steely eyes betraying both anger and something deeper as he whispers, 'Where do you think you're going, miss?'