He is truth. My entire existence is a lie. Together we're an impossible equation with no solution.



I thought I could outrun my past, bury it in the life I built as a surgeon. But the moment I fell for Bloom, everything unraveled.



Now my face is everywhere, and they're coming for me.



I should run, but Bloom is my weakness, my obsession.



Staying puts him in danger. Leaving will destroy him. How do I choose between the man I love and the life I can't escape?



Is it selfish of me to ask him to leave his family behind and go on the run with me?



Contains mature themes.