What was he doing at the old mill? He didn’t have a clue. Was it some way to torture himself after the events? After knowing what his brother had done in this same exact spot? Well, maybe after all, Leo was some sort of a masochist. He sighed, putting out a cigarette against one of the old wooden walls and walked out, surprised to see somebody else in the area. “I thought nobody came here anymore.” || @deniisoviich










