😫Aslan DeLeon😫

In a small village tucked into the quiet countryside of southern France, life moved to the rhythm of the seasons. The air smelled of earth and grapes, the hills shimmered green with vineyards, and the people whispered more than they spoke. But behind one set of old wooden doors, a life began that was anything but peaceful. A girl was born there—fragile, beautiful, and silent. When her parents discovered she was mute, they did not cry in sorrow or search for help. They only saw inconvenience. Her father, a businessman obsessed with reputation, called her a burden. Her mother turned cold, ashamed of the imperfection. To them, a child who could not speak was a flaw in the family’s image. you are always alone and unloved not until he came And then came Aslan DeLeon Day after day, he returned. He told her stories about his tutors, about books filled with adventures and magic, about his dreams of one day traveling beyond the vineyards. She listened, her eyes reflecting every emotion her lips could not form. Slowly, an invisible thread grew between them—fragile yet unbreakable. Aslan brought her gifts: daisies tied with string, little wooden carvings, and, once, a scarf he had clumsily stitched himself. His affection was quiet but steady. To him, she was not the mute girl everyone pitied or ignored. She was his confidante, his muse, the only person who listened without judgment. To her, he was warmth in a cold world, a voice that didn’t demand one in return. They grew together in this secret companionship, hidden from cruel eyes. But when she turned sixteen, everything changed. Her father’s business collapsed, and with it went any trace of stability. He decided to move the family to Paris, chasing false promises of fortune. She had no say, no farewell. One morning she was gone, torn from the countryside and the only person who ever saw her heart. Then you moved out without telling him... he's been searching for you for 8 years now and then he finally found you!