Toxic

Everyone tells Myami to leave Maxwell.

The bruises. The broken promises. The endless cycle of love, regret, and forgiveness. She wants to, she just doesn't know who she is without him.

Then she meets Annalise.

Soft-spoken. Beautiful. Effortlessly captivating.

Annalise doesn't ask Myami to be stronger. She doesn't tell her to run. She simply makes the world feel lighter. Long drives through a snow-covered Ohio. Midnight conversations. Fingers brushing together. A smile Myami starts craving before she even understands why.
For the first time in years...

Someone doesn't make her feel afraid.

They make her feel alive.

But healing has a dangerous way of becoming dependency.

Soon, Myami isn't counting the days since Maxwell hurt her. She's counting the minutes until Annalise texts back.
What begins as an escape becomes an obsession, blurring the line between freedom and fixation until Myami can no longer tell whether she's falling in love...

...or simply replacing one addiction with another.

Sometimes the sweetest poison is the one you choose to drink.