I walked for hours.
No destination. No plan. Just moving through Paris while my mind spun in circles.
Silas's words kept replaying. I love you. That's not going to change just because you leave.
Julian's voice from yesterday. I can't do this without you.
Vincent's quiet honesty. I'm in love with you.
Three men. Three different versions of love. Three impossible choices.
I found myself at a small park, sat on a bench, and pulled out my phone. Stared at the banking app showing fifty thousand dollars I hadn't earned, money that was supposed to buy my freedom but somehow made everything more complicated.
My phone vibrated. A text from an unknown number.
Unknown: It's Thomas. Mr. Kingston asked me to ensure you received the transfer. Confirmed on my end. The funds are yours, no conditio
