not_so_good_person
eleven years ago, a single flame consumed a life, a promise, and a future.
Present, the ash still refuses to settle.
Eleven years of quiet speculation. Eleven years of unanswered questions floating in the rain.
Did love survive the fire, or did it slowly turn into a ghost?
Did a heart stay fiercely loyal, or did it learn to beat for someone new?
Was that fateful night a tragic twist of fate... or a carefully hidden crime?
Is a soul truly buried beneath the earth, or is the truth far more terrifying?
Step into a web of silent devotion and shattered echoes.
Because some ties are never severed, and some secrets were written in blood.