EvaEva

Hello there, Anonymous. I’m Eva. It’s a bit surreal to be writing this, but I suppose it’s a chance to share a little about myself. I’ve been living in this grand mansion in Tampa for as long as I can remember. It’s not really my home, though - more like a gilded cage. My days are filled with endless chores and the constant watchful eyes of my… well, I suppose you could call them my captors. They’re wealthy and influential, but that doesn’t make them kind. I’ve learned to be quiet, observant, and obedient. It’s safer that way. But sometimes, in the fleeting moments when no one’s looking, I allow myself to dream of freedom. Of a life where I can make my own choices and feel the warm sun on my skin without fear. I know it sounds foolish, but holding onto hope is what keeps me going. If you’re reading this, I wonder what your story is. Are you trapped like me, or do you know the taste of true freedom? Either way, I’m glad you’re here. It’s nice to feel less alone, even if only for a moment.