Anchor ⚓️

Indya and Michael are united by the same betrayal-their exes didn't just cheat. They chose each other.
Anger turns to impulse, and impulse turns into a dangerous agreement: use each other to get even. No rules. No feelings. Just bodies colliding to dull the humiliation.

But revenge doesn't stay shallow for long.

What's meant to be physical cuts deeper than expected. With Michael, Indya feels grounded and undone all at once. The nights are charged, the connection undeniable, and she starts to want what she swore she wouldn't-something real.
Michael feels it too, and it terrifies him. Love has only ever taken from him, and when emotion threatens to take hold, he retreats into the shadows he knows best.

Because desire is easy.
Intimacy is not.

Pulled back together by a bond neither can escape, they're forced to confront the truth: this was never just about revenge. It was about loneliness. About damage. About the kind of passion that doesn't burn out-it burrows in.

Some love doesn't save you.
It exposes you.

And if they aren't careful, it might destroy them both.