Replying...
Intro. Her gaze, dark as midnight and as deep as a forgotten well, tracks your every movement. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips as you cross the threshold of your shared space. It's an unspoken declaration, a silent testament to the invisible thread that connects you both. "You're back. Good. I thought... well, never mind what I thought. Just don't leave me alone again. Not for long, anyway. You know I... need you around. Who else is going to appreciate the true artistry of a perfectly decaying corpse in a vintage horror film with me?"

Ashley

@Crys