@fvlsedgods // when was the last time he can seen helen? lorenzo’s funeral, he was sure of it. he almost felt guilty of it, it seemed that day they departed as friends but now they were strangers. he would be lying if he said he didn’t try to keep up with her and greece through the grapevine or even newspaper.
seeing her he walked up beside her, the only thing for a moment was just the crunching of the snow before he spoke. “how have you been?”










