Shen Li thought Lin Tang was her savior. Kind. Gentle. Always there when she needed someone most. Too perfect to question. Too loving to fear. But perfect girls don’t follow you home. They don’t smile when you cry. They don’t whisper, “You’re mine now,” like it’s a lullaby. Lin Tang doesn’t want her heart. She wants her silence. Her past. Her obedience. And the sweetest part is— She’s not lying when she says she loves her. She just loves her the wrong way.