ALDRICH’S POINT OF VIEW
I sat alone in my study, in the apartment I had purchased specifically for Leylla.
Leylla...
Leylla...
Leylla...
The lights were dim. The silence in the room felt suffocating. I appeared calm—perhaps too calm—but inside, pain churned like a slow, relentless storm. My chest ached. My thoughts were chaotic, refusing to...