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.