The Fool Who Loved Too Much

ough the sterile hospital halls. Liam, my fiancé, was recover

iliar voice, smooth and without his usual confusion, told a woman

him back to health. The woman, Chloe Davis, giggled, calling him "a monster." H

taunted that I was "sensitive" and "wouldn't last a day" without him, echoing his arrogant cer

cold and sharp, ignited within me. I push

announcing, "You forgot something." I walked out, leaving Olivia White behind, and vowed never to be that weak