Ethan She wasn’t supposed to matter. Just another face in a world I had already learned to survive without. Cold. Controlled. Untouchable. But the moment she looked at me… something cracked. It wasn’t love. It wasn’t fate. It was something darker. Something that wrapped around my thoughts, my instincts, my control. She calls it dangerous. She calls me broken. Maybe she’s right. Because the more she tries to escape me, the deeper I fall into her. And this obsession? It doesn’t fade. It consumes. And when it finally explodes… there won’t be anything left untouched. Not her. Not me. Not whatever this twisted connection has become.