He knew who I was.
His hands held on to the scarf covering my face. I could do two things right now. I could choose to let him take it off and risk being brought back into the horrible circus I called a life, People would know that I was alive...
He knew who I was.
His hands held on to the scarf covering my face. I could do two things right now. I could choose to let him take it off and risk being brought back into the horrible circus I called a life, People would know that I was alive...