I finally found him. And this time, he can't escape-not before I get my answers. But the truth doesn't just cut deep-it eviscerates me. Because in his story, I am not the victim. I am the villain. The monster who set his world on fire just to play in it's ashes. And now, as I kneel before him, stripped of pride, begging for redemption, all he has for me is hate. Cold, raw, merciless hate. He wants to break me. Ruin me. Destroy me in ways I never imagined. And by any means, anything for my obsession. My Kairos. I'll let him carve his vengeance into my skin, tear me apart piece by piece-until there's nothing left of me but the wreckage of his rage. Because he can ruin me. He can rip me to shreds. He can kill me, and I will still crawl back to him. I am his sickness. His curse. His obsession. ════ ⋆★⋆ ════ There's no owd or cheating trope involved!