Fleeting Love
After she broke up with Gregory, I confessed my feelings, and our relationship deepened.
I thought I had finally found love, drowning in the dream Ellis wove around me—only to learn the truth.
She never loved me.
Her tenderness had always been a lie, a cruel game of revenge.
She watched coldly as I spun in circles like a fool under her control.
At dawn, I heard a man and a woman talking on the staircase.
When I opened the door, Ellis paused mid-sentence.
“Russell scraped his knee and got a few cuts. His place is too remote. I decided to let him stay here for a while.”