Paint Me Red

Jerome burns. Jeremiah waits.
And Faith...
She was never meant to be touched by either flame.

But fate doesn't ask.
It simply carves its name into your ribs.

Now two obsessions breathe the same air-
One chaotic. One quiet.
And in the middle stands a girl made of softness, silence...
and something even more dangerous:
choice.

This isn't love.
It's something far more sacred.
Far more ruinous.