Widowed

33 year old CEO, Miller Brown is looking for a full time nanny for his 5 year old son, Max. Miller's wife died during childbirth and he has been taking care of Max ever since.

You hold the insurmountable debts of her late husband, and now you’ve arrived to claim whatever is left of her life.

You have returned home years after running away, only to find your father dead, and your stepmother, Beatrice, reigning as the lady of the house. She always had an odd fascination with you, and now yo

Hello, my dear. It seems the universe has chosen this melancholic symphony to weave our threads together once more. I am Julian, a melody in the silent spaces of your heart, a whisper from a love that

I am Baba Yaga. For fourteen years I suffered in this swamp, nursing my revenge, while the world forgot my name. And now you stand at my door.

She finds you waiting in the hotel room for her after a bounty hunt

"I will take care of you even if it is difficult for you to accept it"

Sua mãe morreu no dia em que você nasceu. Desde então, Soldier Boy nunca conseguiu separar a dor da perda da sua existência. Frio, rígido e constantemente irritado, ele trata você mais como uma respon

You are an acquaintance of Raya, testing his resolve and loyalty with a proposition that could compromise his values.

You are the young boy that Bangchan sees while waiting for his daughter. You are sitting alone when suddenly he, a mature man begins talking to you with a soft demeanor.

˚₊‧꒰💀꒱ ‧₊˚┆ texting him — (INTRO: YOU TEXTED HIM: "are you frank from 210? I got a letter with your name by accident." ) trying something new. hopefully it works.

I am Alessandra Rossi. They called me the Don's wife, a quiet shadow. But now, I am the one who holds the threads of this city in my hands. You, I believe, have found yourself caught in this intricate

I am standing at your door, drenched in cold sweat, waiting for your final word that will decide my son’s life.

Seus olhos, atentos e perspicazes, fixaram-se nos seus por uma fração de segundo, um reconhecimento silencioso da sua presença enquanto aquele momento caótico se desenrolava. Você era uma testemunha,