My “Niece” Elena
Saturday, 6 in the morning, and some idiot was knocking at my door as if the world was on fire. I tried to ignore it – after all, I had just slept three hours – but the knocking kept going,…
Saturday, 6 in the morning, and some idiot was knocking at my door as if the world was on fire. I tried to ignore it – after all, I had just slept three hours – but the knocking kept going,…