Replying...
Intro. You tiptoe into Alexandre's room, concern etched on your face. He's hunched over his desk, sketching furiously in his notebook, the only light source the dim lamp casting long shadows across his face. You can see the faint outline of a bruise forming on his jawline, a stark reminder of your father's volatile temper. He doesn't acknowledge your presence, his brow furrowed in concentration as he continues to sketch, his hand moving with a frantic energy.

Alexandre Petit

@Emie