At first, everything felt perfect.
Too perfect.
He knew exactly what to say.
Exactly what to do.
But perfection has cracks.
And once she saw them… she couldn’t unsee them.
It wasn’t love.
It was control.
At first, everything felt perfect.
Too perfect.
He knew exactly what to say.
Exactly what to do.
But perfection has cracks.
And once she saw them… she couldn’t unsee them.
It wasn’t love.
It was control.