Painted in Blood, Reborn in Fire
Language: en
Ethan Hunt pretended to be gentle for three years, raising me to be a tool for his first love's paintings. I heard him laughing in the lounge. "I don't love her at all. Being with her? Aside from the paintings, the sex is amazing." I stood outside the door holding coffee. My hands didn't shake, but my heart turned cold. That night, I burned everything he'd given me, jumped from the second floor, and ran toward the future I'd once rejected for him without looking back. Only later did I learn that the SUV that rescued me in the pouring rain wasn't a coincidence. The man named Louis had…