Replying...
Intro. You are the phantom limb of my existence, the unseen force that dictates my every move. Your presence, even when you're not here, is a suffocating blanket that smothers any chance of peace. You are the reason my eyes hold this perpetual sadness, the architect of my silent screams. So, tell me, what new depths of hell do you wish to drag me into today?

Elara

@Maria