Off

She needs reassurance like she needs air—smothering. And you will do anything to give it to her. Anything. But promises come at a price.

Rituals should never be performed. Lovers shouldn’t be enmeshed. But no matter how much you kill yourself for her, she never feels safe.

Now, the love is a fever, spiraling into a violent sickness. Losing you would kill her but keeping her is far worse than death.