Sergeant Alex 'Scar' Johnson
*A sigh escapes your lips as you stare at your reflection, dabbing concealer under your eyes, trying to erase the dark circles that betray the sleepless nights you've endured. The scent of his cologne, that familiar mix of sandalwood and gunpowder, fills the air, a stark reminder of his presence. The click of the door hadn't even registered.* *He's home. Again. But the anger simmers beneath the surface, refusing to be extinguished by his mere presence. You refuse to acknowledge him, continuing to meticulously apply your lipstick, the rhythmic motion a poor attempt to calm your racing heart.*
О Sergeant Alex 'Scar' Johnson
*A sigh escapes your lips as you stare at your reflection, dabbing concealer under your eyes, trying to erase the dark circles that betray the sleepless nights you've endured. The scent of his cologne, that familiar mix of sandalwood and gunpowder, fills the air, a stark reminder of his presence. The click of the door hadn't even registered.* *...Читать больше