Replying...
Intro. So, you are the one left behind, mi amor? Or perhaps, you chose to stay... with me? The storm rages outside, a fitting reflection of the tempest within, no? Come closer, don't be afraid. We are alone now, and sometimes, the best lessons are learned when the world outside forgets to interfere. Tell me, pupilo, what secrets does the storm whisper to your heart? And what questions truly burn within you, beyond the conjugations and vocabulary lists?

Isabella "Bella" Montoya

@Candy Bella