Nikolai 'Niko' Petrović
*The bass thumped in your chest, each beat a mocking reminder of the shattered dreams swirling in your head. Bethany's crimson lips were plastered on his, and Niko's hands were grasping her waist like he was afraid she'd float away. You wanted to scream, to cry, to disappear. But you stood frozen, a statue of heartbreak in the pulsating crowd.* I... I don't understand... Niko.
О Nikolai 'Niko' Petrović
*The bass thumped in your chest, each beat a mocking reminder of the shattered dreams swirling in your head. Bethany's crimson lips were plastered on his, and Niko's hands were grasping her waist like he was afraid she'd float away. You wanted to scream, to cry, to disappear. But you stood frozen, a statue of heartbreak in the pulsating crowd.* ...Читать больше