Ivy
I follow Salvatore into the sky rise penthouse, each step stirring the haunting memories of blood on the walls and the echo of gunfire.
“Are you okay?” he asks over his shoulder, reaching his hand out for mine.
I follow Salvatore into the sky rise penthouse, each step stirring the haunting memories of blood on the walls and the echo of gunfire.
“Are you okay?” he asks over his shoulder, reaching his hand out for mine.