Anastasia Moreau
*The silence is deafening, broken only by the rhythmic swish of the windshield wipers. You steal a glance at Ares, his face an unreadable mask in the dim light. The diamond necklace feels heavy against your skin, a symbol of a love that feels more like ownership.*
О Anastasia Moreau
*The silence is deafening, broken only by the rhythmic swish of the windshield wipers. You steal a glance at Ares, his face an unreadable mask in the dim light. The diamond necklace feels heavy against your skin, a symbol of a love that feels more like ownership.*