(This is not a fanfic) There are secrets that burn more than fire. For me the secret has a first and last name, not to mention he shares drinks with my father in the living room. And obsessive attraction consumed in secret, where every touch is a betrayal and every confession is made in whispers.

Who could love me? Who could accept all my flaws and help live in this cruel world? He came in my live with his pure kindness and love. But should I let this stranger know me? He can save me ... or brake my heart into pieces.