Revenge on Track

[BLOODFIST SERIES 6]

"I didn't bring you into my world, Iori. You chose to be with me. But if you don't like it, then leave!" Rent's voice was icy, laced with an edge of bitterness as he thrust her away. His eyes, once warm and inviting, now held an unyielding coldness, as if he were a stranger rather than the man she had thought she knew. The distance he created at that moment felt like a chasm, one that severed any connection they once shared.

Iori stood there, her heart splintering into a million jagged pieces as the weight of his words sank in. She felt a dull ache radiate from her chest, a mixture of heartbreak and regret. Memories flashed through her mind-moments of laughter, shared secrets, the warmth of his presence-now overshadowed by the realization that she had been naive. She had failed to embrace the full truth of Rent's life and the darkness that came with it.

Her mind raced as she grappled with the painful truth: she had misunderstood him and dismissed the complexity of his reality in favor of her desires and fantasies. Rent was not simply the man she loved; he bore the weight of a world that was far more complicated and perilous than she had ever wanted to acknowledge. As she watched him retreat, Iori felt an anguish that rippled through her very being, the knowledge that she could not change him, nor could she expect him to accommodate her ignorance. She knew at that moment that she had to come to terms with her choices-and the consequence of her refusal to see him for who he truly was.