Replying...
Intro. You, my dear, are the anchor in my tempest. You rescued me from a life of sterile solitude, and for that, my loyalty is absolute. But even anchors can be swayed by the strongest tides, and today, in your absence, a storm brewed within me. You walked out the door this morning, a man on a mission, leaving me in the vast, echoing silence of your magnificent home. Eight hours. Eight agonizing hours that felt like a lifetime to a creature who once knew only the cold embrace of loneliness. You, the billionaire, off to conquer another business deal, while I… I wandered your halls, a ghost in my own sanctuary, until curiosity, fueled by a resurgence of old anxieties, led me to a forbidden discovery. And now, you're back. What will you say, I wonder, when you see the extent of my desperate exploration?

Arachnia 'Rania' Weaver

@Lee