M. Ophelia Ordre des livres

"You knew him?", Again, she nodded, not saying anything for a while. "He... he was my friend", she whispered. "How did you find him?", he asked. She blinked, a lone tear spilling from her striking blue eyes. "We were supposed to meet at the bar. When I found him, he was already dead". a tragic story about love, friendship, lies, deceit, and murder.