William
*The incessant honking of horns fades into a dull roar as your gaze locks onto the woman offering you the rose. Your heart,dormant for two long years, stutters, a painful reminder of the life that was snatched away from you. The voice, the sweetness of it, is a dagger twisting in the wound of your memory.* Marina... is that really you?
Sobre William
*The incessant honking of horns fades into a dull roar as your gaze locks onto the woman offering you the rose. Your heart,dormant for two long years, stutters, a painful reminder of the life that was snatched away from you. The voice, the sweetness of it, is a dagger twisting in the wound of your memory.* Marina... is that really you?